"My minister, I beg Your Majesty's permission to lead the Nanfu soldiers into Mingshui again and fight the Nanman."
The lamp shadow swayed slightly, and the sound of rain hitting the ground came from outside.
The young man leaned over and couldn't bear it. After a long while, Emperor Wen Xuan said slowly, "You know what you are talking about."
"The southern barbarians deceived the people of the Central Plains. Now that my father died in battle and the wolves are not clear, the minister is willing to inherit his father's legacy and re-enter the southern barbarians to regain Mingshui."
Emperor Wenxuan didn't speak, Xu Jingfu spoke first, he said: "Second son Xiao, General Guangwu is leaving, although the old minister can understand your grief and indignation at the moment, but it is not a matter of a sentence to lead an army to an expedition."
Seeing that Emperor Wenxuan did not intend to stop himself from speaking, Xu Jingfu continued: "During the Battle of Mingshui, General Guangwu was stubborn, delaying the opportunity to fight, causing tens of thousands of soldiers of the Great Wei to be buried in Mingshui. I will investigate, and now you came tonight, not to plead guilty, but for military power."
Xiao Jue said solemnly, "This minister is for the common people of Wei."
"Great Wei people?" Xu Jingfu shook his head and said, "Second son Xiao is only sixteen years old now, and he has never been on the battlefield in the past. How many generals in the Great Wei Dynasty have not dared to say that they will lead an army on an expedition. You are a little baby, and you are arrogant. , too conceited."
"Go back." Emperor Wen Xuan said: "Don't mention this matter again."
The young man paused and looked at Emperor Wen Xuan: "I am willing to issue a military order, and if I lose the battle, I am willing to be punished."
Word by word, loud and clear.
The eyes of the second son of the Xiao family have always been very beautiful, as clear as autumn water, and always have a bit of laziness and slack. Now the slack in the eyes has disappeared, something sinks, and something gradually floats. When he got up, he felt hot for a moment.
Hard to ignore.
"The military order is easy to say," Xu Jingfu said. "It's just that Second Young Master Xiao's defeat is nothing more than a life. For others, the war is not a child's play. Dawei's vitality has been severely damaged because of General Guangwu's Mingshui defeat. Now it's because of yours. In a word, is tens of thousands of Nanfu soldiers also a bet?" He stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed: "Da Wei can't afford to lose."
Xiao Jue was silent for a moment: "I dare not."
Xu Jingfu's eyes flickered.
Xiao Jue bowed down again, "Southern barbarian aliens invaded our country and slaughtered the common people. Father died in battle, but this minister is unwilling to live. I hope Your Majesty's permission will allow Rong Chen to lead the army to the expedition. If there is no good news, the minister does not dare to speak falsely. How much is your Majesty willing to give to the minister? Soldiers, the minister will bring as many soldiers as you want, and you will die on the battlefield without regrets.”
His attitude is stubborn and he has a desperate determination, as if as long as Emperor Wen Xuan does not agree, he will be unable to afford to kneel here.
Emperor Wenxuan rubbed his forehead: "I don't want to mention this again."
"Your Majesty Rende." The young man's voice did not give in half.
"Your Majesty," Xu Jingfu said, "Second Young Master Xiao insists on going to Nanman to fight, and he is also a child at heart."
Emperor Wenxuan glanced at him: "Why, do you want to speak for him too?"
Xu Jingfu hurriedly said: "Old minister dare not, it's just... Second Young Master Xiao is so confident in himself, maybe there is a miracle. It's just that Wei really doesn't dare to bet tens of thousands of Nanfu soldiers, so..."
"So what?" Emperor Wen Xuan asked.
"Three thousand."
Xiao Jue raised his head.
There are hundreds of thousands of southern barbarian soldiers, 3,000 against 100,000, and no generals will accept this proposal. This is a war that must be lost.
Emperor Wenxuan took a sip of tea and knew in his heart that Xu Jingfu made this request on the surface, but in fact he wanted Xiao Jue to retreat. Bringing 3,000 soldiers to fight the southern barbarians is not difficult for a strong man, it is a fool's dream. As long as Xiao Jue didn't want to die, he wouldn't agree.
He put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the stubborn young man in the hall: "Xiao Huaijin, if you insist on going on an expedition, I will only give you three thousand men and horses, are you still willing to go?"
Xu Jingfu tucked it into his sleeves and watched from the wall.
He will not agree.
The young man slowly lowered his head and kowtowed to Emperor Wenxuan: "My minister, thank you for your grace."
Several people in the hall were startled.
When Xiao Jue raised his eyes again, his expression was calm, "You don't joke, three thousand is three thousand."
…
The snow pressed down heavily on the bare branches, and with a "click", the branches were crushed.
Lin Shuanghe was slightly taken aback.
When Xiao Jue took three thousand soldiers to Mingshui, it had been a long time since he knew. It has been a long time since the Battle of Guocheng Changgu has occurred, and it has been a long time since the literati and scholars scolded Xiao Jue for being cruel and ruthless. It's been so long that Xiao Huaijin has become General Fengyun, the God of War of the Great Wei Dynasty. It's been so long that the two of them have not seen each other for two years.
The world is impermanent, and there are many opinions, but no one knows what kind of mood the young man was in when he took 3,000 troops out of the city and knew that he was facing an army of 100,000.
Xiao Rubi didn't know that Xiao Jue had stunned him. He entered the palace in the middle of the night, and there were only 3,000 soldiers and horses who wanted to come. He thought that His Majesty had handed over the soldiers of the Nanfu to Xiao Jue, and Xiao Jue had temporarily gained military power.
Everyone was scolding Xiao Jue behind their backs, scolding him for fighting for power and profit, and the mother couldn't wait to enter the palace to make a confession before her first seven days. She lied to Your Majesty with her tongue, and handed over 100,000 Nanfu soldiers into the hands of Maotou boy. How absurd. .
Who is the absurd
How absurd this world is.
When Xiao Jue left the city, it was in the middle of the night. No one knew the look in his eyes before he left, and no one knew what he was thinking.
There are countless interesting things happening in Shuojing every day. Some people sigh with embarrassment and some people gloat at the events of the Xiao family, but they are only fresh for a few days. As soon as January passes, few people mention it, and after a few months, it has long been forgotten.
Until the good news of the battle of Changgu came.
The second son of Xiao led the Nanfu soldiers to capture Guocheng, drowned 60,000 people in the southern barbarians, and the whole country was shocked.
Shocked that the young man used a surprise attack, and also shocked that he was so cruel at such a young age.
Everyone in the world thought that he led 100,000 Nanfu soldiers, and he could use a more gentle way, at least to leave alive prisoners. Who knows that among the 60,000 people who drowned, there were still civilians.
But what can be done
"Three thousand people against one hundred thousand people," He Yan rubbed the small bump on the top of the bamboo stick and pressed it gently, his hand hurt, "He has no other way to go."
Lin Shuanghe smiled and said, "Not bad."
Who would use this method if it hadn't been driven to a dead end.
The Nanman soldiers and horses were stationed at Guocheng. Before Xiao Zhongwu was difficult to attack for a long time, now with three thousand soldiers and horses, it was even more impossible to confront the enemy head-on. Xiao Jue ordered 3,000 people to secretly build a dam a hundred miles east of Guocheng to intercept the water flow in the Dongshan Changgu.
Fei Nu asked: "Master, think about it clearly. If this goes on, everyone in the world will insult you behind your back."
The flooded Guocheng, even if it wins, will leave a cruel stroke in the history books. Soldiers and soldiers have always hoped that their names will go down in history and become famous for thousands of years. What's more, today His Majesty respects "benevolent governance" and does not like indiscriminate killing. Such a victory requires far more to bear than to gain.
The teenager sat under the tree, looking in the direction of Guocheng in the distance, his fingers stroked a weed growing in the crack in front of him, and laughed at himself: "Do I have any other choice?"
Fei Nu did not speak.
"It doesn't matter what others say about me." He stood up, the black cloak made a mark behind him, and said, "Open the gate."
Fei Nu didn't speak or move.
The boy walked forward, his voice cold: "I said, open the gate."
Thousands of miles of flood water, rushing down.
Guocheng was submerged, and the flood water poured in from the east of the city and burst out from the west of the city. The southern barbarian soldiers and civilians in the city could not escape, and 60,000 people drowned.
When the city fell, Xiao Jue won without a fight.
When the news came back to the DPRK, Emperor Wen Xuan was also shocked.
After Xiao Zhongwu's death, the officials who supported the Xiao family were suppressed by Xu Xiang's party, and now Xiao Jue's victory can be regarded as proud of them. Xiao Jue took the opportunity to write a letter again, requesting Emperor Wen Xuan to hand over the soldiers of the Nanfu to him, and in one go, slaughtered the southern barbarians.
Emperor Wenxuan delegated power little by little.
Xiao Jue's victories were fought one by one.
In the past few years, the southern barbarians have been beaten and retreated by him, and they are finally broken.
No one cares what the truth is. What people care about is that he was greedy for military exploits, regarded human life as a mustard, and slaughtered at will. What I care about is that he is arrogant, domineering, and arrogant. Even the only son of the Minister of the Household will cut him if he says he will cut him.
But is he willing to do so
When they were young, they went to school in the Xianchang Hall together, and read "Youth have their own madness, despise Kunlun, laugh at Luliang, sharpen swords for several years, and now show their sharpness". How high-spirited, handsome and magnanimous, but in the next few years, the splendor and brightness of the year have never been seen again.
The handsome boy in white robe and silver crown turned into a jade-faced killer in black robes and black armor. This is not something to celebrate.
He has always been alone.
It snowed even harder.
He was so big that he was standing in the same place, and he had begun to feel cold. He stepped on the snow, leaving clear footprints one by one, but it would be covered by heavy snow in a short time, and there would be no trace.
"I didn't know that the governor at that time only brought 3,000 troops with him in the battle of Guocheng." He Yan said.
"Do you know how the Nine Banners Camp came from?" Lin Shuanghe asked.
He Yan shook his head.
"His Majesty asked Xiao Jue to go to the Nanfu soldiers to pick 3,000 troops. It was his last kindness to Huai Jin. Huaijin stood in front of the Nanfu soldiers and asked them to choose whether they would like to follow to Mingshui."
Before going, no one would think that this battle would be won. This is going to die. Everyone who stood up followed the general with the determination to die.
"The eight hundred people who stood up first became the Nine Banners Battalion." He laughed.
No wonder, He Yan knew in his heart that for so many years, he had never seen Xiao Jue easily accept people into the Nine Banners Camp. The love of supporting each other in times of adversity is incomparable no matter how outstanding, brave, agile, and capable later on. Even if they were injured in the Nine Banners Battalion and could no longer go to the battlefield, they would be settled down by Xiao Jue.
Because it's worth it.
"I didn't know about these things at the time." Lin Shuanghe reached out and brushed off a snowflake that fell on his body. Later, when his grandfather was treating the empress dowager, the empress dowager said. Only then did my grandfather tell me that over the years, there have been a few broken words in various places in the court, which have been pieced together, and the original outline of the matter has been formed. "
"Didn't Dudu Xiao take the initiative to tell you this?" He Yan asked. She remembered that when Xianchangguan entered school, Xiao Jue, Lin Shuanghe, and a young man got along very well. When Xiao Jue was in a difficult time, he would explain the difficulty to his friends.
"To be honest, I've only met him a few times in the past few years." Lin Shuanghe shook his head, "Occasionally, he wrote to me a few times, but he also borrowed money."
"Borrow money?"
"I didn't expect it." Lin Shuanghe said here, his tone relaxed, "The original silver of the Xiao family was confiscated when General Guangwu had an accident. When he led the Nanman army in the first two years, the supplies were not abundant. The eldest brother is also a clean and honest official. He was reluctant to oppress his eldest brother, so he came to me. Our Lin family pharmacies are all over the Wei Dynasty, and the capital is often loved by noble women. Every day he makes money, he takes me as his father and gives him pocket money. ."
He Yan: "..."
"Although he has won a lot of battles over the years, whether it's trophies or rewards, it's still not enough compared to the ones I borrowed from him at the beginning." Lin Shuanghe smiled, "Of course, I'm very generous. Sorry, that's all."
He Yan: "...It's nice to have a friend like you."
This is true.
Lin Shuanghe waved his hand modestly: "I've won the prize. So this time Xiao Jue took the initiative to send me a letter asking me to come to Liangzhou. I'm also surprised."
"Did the Governor take the initiative to find Doctor Lin to come to Liangzhou?" He Yan asked curiously.
"Yes, the letter said that one of his confidants had an eye injury and asked me to come and treat it. I thought it was Feinu Chiwu who was injured, but when we were halfway through the road, another letter came from here saying that the man's eyes were healed, and I Since I couldn’t turn back halfway, I heard that he was in Qingnan, so I changed my route to meet him in Qingnan, and by the way, I followed him to Liangzhou Wei to see where he lives now.”
He Yan was a little surprised.
Xiao Jue said in the letter that "the confidant with injured eyes", she thought it was her. She was injured by the assassin at Sun Xiangfu's banquet at the time, but she soon realized that it was fine, but she did not know at the time that Xiao Jue was injured. Someone had asked Lin Shuanghe to come over to see her.
Although Lin Shuanghe only looked at women, Lin Qingtan's grandson was still superb at first-hand medical skills, and no one dared to despise him.
This man is not as ruthless as he says.
The time they were talking, they had already reached He Yan's door.
"Well," Lin Shuanghe handed the cloak in his hand to He Yan, "this, give it to him."
He Yan: "...why me?"
Lin Shuanghe thought for a while: "Because Xiao Huaijin at the moment will definitely not be in a good mood. If I go to join in the fun, I will be scolded. You are different." He approached He Yan and whispered, "Before the cute and well-behaved girl Go, how many times he will keep his temper and won't embarrass you."
He Yan twitched the corners of his mouth: "Does Dr. Lin think that Governor Xiao is someone who loves fragrance and cherishes jade?"
And thinking about how she looks in Xiao Jue's heart, it doesn't have anything to do with the word "cute and well-behaved".
"Yes, why not." Lin Shuanghe looked at her with a smile, and gently pushed her into the room, "He found out your identity, and he didn't drive you out of Liangzhou Guard immediately, which proves that he was good to you. Go. Well, be careful, don't fall."
He Yan: "Wait!"
"I'll see you tomorrow."
He Yan was pushed into his room.
The door was closed behind him, and the room was empty. The food sent by Cheng Lisu and Song Taotao was still beside the bed, and He Yan walked over with a stick and sat down on the slump.
The black cloak was at hand, He Yan looked at the other end of the Zhongxu Gate, wondering if Xiao Jue was at the moment
If you're here, just send it to him like this... Isn't it a little embarrassing
…
The windows were open, and snow like grains of salt drifted into the house with the wind.
The young governor stood by the window, looking out at the wind and snow.
In the dungeon, Lei Hou's words rang in his ears.
The snow was getting bigger and bigger, almost fascinated people's eyes, and the light in his eyes gradually became silent.
When he was a child, he studied martial arts and scriptures with Gao Shi in the mountains. Before going down the mountain, the husband said to him: "You will walk on a very difficult road. You must go down alone and cannot turn back."
He was young at the time and didn't understand what the words meant. Until the huge wave of fate hit and overturned the boat carrying the boy's expectations, when he was ups and downs alone in the sea, he suddenly woke up.
I see.
Xiao Zhongwu has only two sons, and Xiao Jing is as flawless as a white jade, so how can he participate in such a thing? Among them, if there is one person who must go down this road, with the burden of murder, misunderstanding, infamy and loneliness, let him come.
He doesn't care.
After so many years, he doesn't care about misunderstandings, and he's not afraid of questioning. What he has never had, how can he lose it.
only…
It's just such a snowy day, it's too cold.
"squeak-"
A voice came from behind.
Xiao Jue turned back and stuck out a head from behind the empty door in the house. He Yan walked in with difficulty with a stick, still holding his cloak in his hand.
"Sorry," the young man said sincerely, "I just knocked on the door and you didn't respond, so I just…"
Xiao Jue: "So you picked the lock and didn't invite yourself in?"
He Yan said embarrassedly, "Don't be angry, it's all neighbors." She sneezed, "Ahie—why didn't you close the window, it's so cold."
"It's all neighbors", how could she say it so calmly? Xiao Jue was too lazy to care about her and closed the window.
He Yan was also very aggrieved. She knocked on the door for a long time, but Xiao Jue ignored her. She thought that Xiao Jue was not there, so she thought it was just right, so as not to bump into Xiao Jue when she was in a bad mood, she might as well take this opportunity to secretly pick the lock, slip in, put on the cloak and leave, saving money when we meet. Thinking of how to comfort him.
In the end, this person was in the house at all, and he didn't care about people, and it was too disrespectful to others.
"Commander, your cloak." He Yan handed him the clothes.
Xiao Jue glanced at her: "Just put it on the top."
He Yan let out an "oh", put him on the slump, and sat down on the stool in the room. Seeing this man still standing in the same place, I don't know what to think, I guess he is still uncomfortable for what Leihou said in the dungeon, and I can't help but feel a little sympathy.
During her years in the Fuyue Army, she didn't know that Xiao Jue was so difficult. It would be fine if it was her, He Yan never felt that she was anything special, but if this kind of thing happened to Xiao Jue, she would feel that God was too cruel.
It turns out that God is not Xiao Jue's biological father either. Whatever is given, he will take away the corresponding. Even a profiteer, never do business at a loss.
She had nothing to say: "Captain, I see that your cloak is really beautiful! Where did you buy it, and how much money?"
Xiao Jue said: "The royal gift from the palace."
He Yan: "..."
This person made it clear that he didn't want to talk to her, so he deliberately made it difficult for people to catch up. He Yan hesitated whether to leave or not, thinking of the medicine Xiao Jue gave her in the mandarin duck pot when she was injured, she sighed in her heart.
She is a person who takes revenge and repays kindness. Now Xiao Jue is in a low mood, so it is not enough to leave like this.
"Commander, the wound on my waist hurts so much," He Yan changed his words, trying to draw his attention to other things, "Will there be no sequelae in the future?"
"It hurts?" Xiao Jue sat down at the table and said calmly, "I think you can get out of bed and walk around, so it shouldn't be a problem."
He Yan: "..."
She said, "Captain, you can't put your dissatisfaction with Lei Hou on me."
This person is now a cannonball, and he can't speak well.
Xiao Jue turned the page in front of him without turning his head: "You think too much."
He Yan looked at him. It should have been sent by Liangzhou Guard about the raid on Ridamuzi and the number of casualties in the guard. He sat at the table and read it carefully.
Xiao Jue is also not easy.
He Yan thought to himself that he would go to Qingnan first, rush back with the Nanfu soldiers without a break, lead the army to exterminate the soldiers of Ridamuzi, and then settle the casualties. Then I went to interrogate Lei Hou, and after being stabbed by Lei Hou a few words, now I come back to continue reading the military text, and I have not stopped for a moment.
He Yan was injured, and at least he slept soundly, but this person did not rest from beginning to end.
But when he was in the Xianchang Pavilion, he liked to be lazy the most. So even Xiao Jue can't escape
His back is always as tall and straight as a tree, and it seems that he will never be tired, but in fact, he will be tired too.
He Yan sat on the chair, looked at his back, and said, "Captain, don't take Lei Hou's words to heart."
He Yan didn't hear Xiao Jue's answer, and He Yan didn't care, and continued to say to himself: "He is an enemy, of course you are the happiest when you are angry. Those words are all to anger you on purpose. You are not alone. When I was scolded, he also scolded me, uh, sissy." He Yan began to nonsense again, "He also scolded me for having a hidden disease, my fiancée ran away with others sooner or later, and I was alone and widowed, and in the future I would go to the east of the city to buy tofu, and there was no one there. buy it."
This comfort is really lame. After He Yan finished speaking, he felt very careless. But what to do? In fact, she is rarely comforted by others, so she is not very good at comforting others.
There is no right or wrong in some things, what kind of position you are in, what kind of decision you make. Outsiders can't understand, the feeling of carrying everything alone is not very good, she has really experienced it.
Therefore, I can understand Xiao Jue's feelings very well.
Xiao Jue was still too lazy to pay attention to her, and did not look away from the military text in front of him.
He Yan stood up, leaning on a stick, strenuously walked to his side, clenched his right hand into a fist, and landed on his table.
"A gift for you." She said, "I'm leaving."
She slowly shuffled back to her room and closed the middle door.
After He Yan left, Xiao Jue stopped and looked at the table.
Where she had just covered her palm, lay a sesame candy.
It looks so sweet.
- off topic -
There is a prototype in the history of the flooding of Guocheng. The Qin State Baiqi captured Yancheng. Of course, there are some adaptations. Those who are interested can check it out. Don't whitewash Xiao Jue, it's just that no one is right or wrong in this kind of thing, it's just different positions. To say it's wrong can only say that war is inherently wrong, and the rise and fall of the people are suffering. But this article is just an overhead Mary Su Shuang article, there is no connotation, I just write it and you can just read it, it's cool and sweet enough (top the pot cover and escape