At night, the palace gate is closed.
Luo Wei read a memorial to Emperor Xingwu in Changming Hall.
Zhao Fu hurried in, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from Yunguan."
"Xuan," Emperor Xingwu's expression changed, Yunguan's urgent report would never be a good thing.
Luo Wei sat quietly on the side. This year, Beiyan came to invade, and the second prince Longxuan invited to fight. He finally won and returned to court. Whatever happens will happen, but Rowe wants to change the outcome of it all.
"Crazy!" Emperor Xingwu scolded: "Sima Changtian is crazy! I just signed the alliance agreement with Nanzhao, and he sent troops! This lunatic! Lunatic!"
In fact, this is not what Sima Changtian, the emperor of Beiyan, meant. It was the prince of Beiyan, Sima Zhuxie, who wanted to fight this battle. Luo Wei lowered his head and looked anxious, but he was sneering in his heart. This is a play co-starred by the Prince of Great Tuesday and Prince Beiyan. The knife in Long Xuan's hand finally began to fall on the Luo family's body. From now on, he will slash the flesh and blood of the Luo family with one knife at a time. Luo Qi is the first. a prisoner. And Sima Zhuxie wanted to use this battle to get rid of his father's most beloved, and his biggest opponent on the road to becoming emperor, Sima Qingsha, the third prince of Beiyan. In the last life, both of them got what they wanted. Luo Qi was defeated, and Liu Wusheng, the eldest son of the right minister, became the deputy commander of Yunguan, and in the following days, he devoured Luo Qi's military power bit by bit. Sima Qingsha died in battle, and there was no one in Beiyan who could be Sima Zhuxie's opponent. Luo Wei listened to Emperor Xingwu's angry scolding, and carefully restrained the killing intent in his heart, so as not to let others see it.
"Your Majesty," Luo Wei waited for Emperor Xingwu to finish his attack, got up and knelt down and said to Emperor Xingwu, "My little minister, please order me to go to Yunguan."
Emperor Xingwu said unexpectedly: "Weier is going to the battlefield?"
"Your Majesty," said Luo Wei, "Beiyan is my biggest enemy in Dazhou. The minister wants to go and see with his own eyes what kind of people they are. With the disaster of war, the people can't live well. How can the emperor of Beiyan be the king of a country? I don't even understand!"
"Get up and talk." How could Emperor Xingwu be assured that Luo Wei's child would go to Yunguan? "Weier, you are not a military commander, and you have never practiced martial arts. How can you be on the battlefield?"
Luo Wei was still on his knees and said: "Your Majesty, the brother of the little minister will keep the little minister safe. Your Majesty once said to the little minister that in life, you must experience a little bit of everything. This time, the little minister will go to see the battle. What exactly is the Shura Field like?"
"Aren't you afraid?" Emperor Xingwu asked.
Luo Wei said: "Xiaochen's two brothers are both generals who joined the army. Xiaochen has listened to them about battles in the battlefield since he was a child. Xiaochen has no reason to be afraid."
"Wei'er," said Emperor Xingwu, "hearing and seeing are two different things. You are still too young to go."
Luo Wei raised his head with bright eyes, "Your Majesty, do you think Luo Wei is useless and a cowardly person?"
Emperor Xingwu looked at Luo Wei for a long time, and then suddenly laughed. Luo Wei was a surprise to Emperor Xingwu, not only because he was the son of him and Luo Zhijin, but also because this little man was intelligent, even courageous. Extraordinary. "Weier, are you really afraid?" Emperor Xingwu asked.
"I would like to go to the Yunguan Army for some training," Luo Wei said on his knees.
"Okay," Emperor Xingwu didn't think about it any more. He had the intention to train Luo Wei, so he would give Luo Wei a chance to practice, and the eagle would have to spread its wings and fly, and there was no reason to keep it by his side.