Gu Yun's heart sank. After a while, he suddenly realized something, and looked down at the blurred medicine bowl in front of him with a bit of daze.
He didn't panic, because he knew that such a day would come, but it was difficult to fully accept it for a while - everyone knew that one day they would die, and when it was time to close their eyes, most people would not be so willing.
In front of the chaotic Liangjiang station, the menacing enemy had retreated, and the alarm of the enemy attack had not been lifted. The sharp whistle was still echoing everywhere, but in Gu Yun's ears, the sound was like a distant line of sighing.
His world was blurry and quiet, and the black ink and white paper on the table fell into his eyes, just two blurred color blocks.
Gu Yun sat motionless at the table for a full moment, and then subconsciously held the string of beads left to him by the late emperor—it was strange to say that, Gu Yun had been in the frontier for a long time, and he was constantly running around, so he could not avoid knocking. Bump and bump, the thread that wears the beads has been broken several times, but every time it is lost and found again without exception. Up to now, the thread has been changed three times, but not a single bead has been lost, and there is still a cool layer of water. Qi attached to his slightly abrupt wrist bone.
It's like the person who hurts and hurts him is really watching him all the time.
Gu Yun was stunned by the wooden bead, and finally came back.
He didn't make a sound, took out the emergency glass mirror from his arms and put it on, then slapped the medicine bowl with his fingers and knocked the bowl to pieces. Gu Yun gathered the pieces together and swept them into the corner, turned and sat down. Without changing his face, he wrote a document and a transfer order, and then asked someone to deliver the letter.
Yao Zhen happened to follow the messenger in, and when he looked up, he saw the lens on Gu Yun's face, and asked in confusion, "Why, haven't you taken the medicine yet, Commander?"
Gu Yun's lips have been read very neatly now, and he replied casually: "I didn't drop the bowl - forget it, no need to boil it again, don't worry, even if you are completely blind, you can clean up this bunch of foreign hairs. "
Yao Zhen tilted his head and glanced at the broken ceramic pieces in the corner. He always thought that something might be going on, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with it, so he had to say to Gu Yun: "We have an accident here, and I'm afraid the capital will change again. already."
Gu Yun said with a "uh", "I'd like to trouble Brother Chongze to send an urgent call to the northern border and ask Shen Jiping to come over. I want to adjust the deployment of the four borders, and Chen."
He suddenly stopped after saying the word "Chen", Yao Zhen asked in confusion, "Who?"
"No one." Gu Yun shook his head, "Go."
Chang Geng's ur bones were still tied to Chen Qingxu, and he didn't want to bother her.
In the evening of the same day, the urgent battle report arrived in the capital. Li Feng sent people to Huguo Temple overnight to bring Chang Geng back.
Chang Geng's eyelids kept twitching wildly. On the way back to the palace, he always felt that something was wrong, and he was confused. When others handed the front-line battle report to him, Chang Geng held his breath, and took the short letter. I read the battle report over and over seven or eight times - it was Gu Yun's own handwriting, it was concise and clear, and the words were powerful.
Only then did Chang Geng let out the breath that was stuck in his throat. He settled down, closed his eyes slightly, and said to himself, "I'm scared to death by myself."
He slowed down, and his heart became alive - this enemy-led war in the Land of Two Rivers was definitely a good thing for him.
As soon as the war is tense, if Fang Qin and the others dare to clamor for the abolition of the military aircraft office, not only Li Feng, but also the garrison in the four borders of Daliang will not agree, and they will have more leeway at that time.
In the end, it was the enemy who fulfilled him.
Fang Qin is extremely unhappy. For the past six months, he has been uneasy at night, and he has been bleeding all over the ground to contact the nobles of the family who are completely scattered. It can be said that the organization has been exhausted. The voice of the military aircraft department was getting louder and louder. Seeing that King Yan was starting to take care of himself, his right and left arms were all occupied with affairs, and he was only a little short of the effort to beat the underdogs—the Westerners were suddenly slapped at this time!
If Daliang took the initiative to attack, they would still be able to participate in Marquis of Anding's "military war", but this time the night attack was the enemy's first move.
"Abolish the military aircraft department," Li Feng took a discount from the servant, "reduce military spending, and strictly investigate the occupation of land by unscrupulous private merchants."
There was silence in the Xinuan Pavilion.
Li Feng suddenly threw a dozen discounts to the ground: "The Westerners haven't evacuated yet. You groups of you are pulling money from the bottom of the pile!"
Fang Qin gritted his teeth and swallowed his words. He wanted to strike first, but Li Feng blocked his mouth.
At this time, if anyone opens his mouth without a long eye, he may be detained as a traitor and collaborator.
Li Feng's eyes fell on Chang Geng: "And you, you feel aggrieved, don't you, you don't even care about other people's business, and you come back home in a prank, your boss is alone, Will there be other tricks? At the military aircraft, there is not a single ghost all day long, and there are only two sweepers left at the door - Li Min, let me tell you, get me back to the military aircraft immediately tomorrow! Otherwise, you don't need to came back!"
A key member of the military aircraft department knelt down with King Yan to plead guilty.
Li Feng ignored them, so he knelt down and turned his face to the Dali Temple Secretary: "Jiang Hanshi was born in Dali Temple, so he is still your former boss, so you can't do it if you ask him to investigate a little old case? Are you going to delay it until the Chinese New Year? ?"
When the disaster came, Dali Siqing did not dare to say a word, and knelt with the military aircraft next door.
Li Feng took out all the important officials one by one and scolded them with blood. Fang Qin was one of the few who had nothing to do with him and was let go by the emperor with a few words. Compared with Yan Wang, who knelt down and did not let up, Li Feng treated him His attitude was almost amiable, and he only said one sentence: "Fang Aiqing, the Western Army is not good, and we can't be disadvantaged because of logistics. You are in charge of the Ministry of Household, and you need to spend more time."
Fang Qin had no choice but to bow his head and say "yes", as if someone had poured a ladle of cold water from head to toe - he realized that after this night, his long-term business would be ruined.
The deserted military aircraft office became busy again, and began to work all night long day after day.
The first thing King Yan did when he returned to the military plane was to instruct everyone: "The frontiers are tight recently, please take state affairs first, and sometimes the grievances you deserve will also be suffered, and the thickness will collapse. Remember what I said. Brother Han Shi, don't worry, since the emperor has spoken today, in a few days, he will naturally be safe and sound."
Everyone looked at him silently.
Chang Geng continued: "The trick of beacon fire tickets can't be played anymore, think about how to make a fuss on the Longan Yinzhuang, I said before that I would dig three things from those people - the cash in their hands, the land under their feet, and the There are people who have an eye on the world, and the first one has been guaranteed, and the second one will shake their roots, and they will be counterattacked.
At this time, someone asked: "My lord, is it still a shady scene of the corruption of ink and the collusion between officials and businessmen from all over the world?"
"The main thing is war, national economy and people's livelihood, but if there is a villain who insists on blocking the road, you don't have to swallow your voice and do what you should do. As for the rest of the sky, I will take care of you." Chang Geng flicked his sleeves, "Go and get busy. , give me a charter tomorrow."
When he said a word, it seemed to be a final guarantee. The entire Military Aircraft Department, the Lingshu Academy, and the Canal Office, the giants with strong financial resources, and the upstarts who accounted for half of the country, all revolved around this backbone in an orderly manner. do their job.
Five days later, Jiang Chong settled the case on his body and resumed his post. The Liangjiang Garrison issued a message of "crusade against the barbarians and regain the homeland", and exchanged fire with the Western army three times within five days, without giving an inch.
At the same time, Gu Yun ordered the adjustment of the structure of the garrison in the whole territory. In one day, seven arrows were issued in a row, all of which had to be recorded at the military aircraft office, which made walking at the military aircraft really become "walking", and when passing by, he could carry them for a while. breeze.
During the fourth watch, Chang Geng stumbled on the desk and took a nap for a while, but he couldn't sleep properly—because of Urgu, even if he wanted to have a clearer nightmare now, he had to get together "the time and place are right for the people" Otherwise, Ji will be in a mess, and whoever flips the book next door can wake him up.
Urgu has an evil name. In most cases, when he first woke up, he was full of restlessness and anger in his heart. However, on this day, the sound of footsteps outside the door woke Chang Geng up, and he suddenly sat up straight from his arms. There was a chaotic and dazed thump in my heart, not as irritable as Su Ri, but flustered and sad, with a little tear stain on my sleeve.
At this moment, someone at the door said: "My lord, there is a letter from Jiangnan."
Chang Geng calmly took a deep breath: "Bring it here."
It was still Gu Yun's big move - he planned to increase troops in the southwest, he didn't say the reason, he just explained the garrison position, commander, coordination of military services, and transportation of food and grass in detail. Chang Geng looked at it in a hurry, didn't quite understand the strategic layout, didn't see why it came, so he put the routine treatment aside and kept it.
Then he discovered that there was a private letter from Gu Yun to him underneath.
Said to be a private letter, but it was actually just a piece of paper, on which was written: "Long time no see, I miss you very much."
Gu Yun's letters were either romantic or obscene, bright or sullen, and rarely said "I miss you" seriously. At that time, Chang Geng was agitated, and his drowsiness completely disappeared. It seemed to turn into an arrow that passed through his chest, stabbing him in the opposite direction without buffering.
He wished he could immediately take back all the rhetoric that he had said before, put aside any military aircraft or not, and rushed to see Gu Yun desperately.
But that is impossible.
Chang Geng suddenly squeezed the note in his palm, carefully rolled it up after a while, and put it in his purse. Chen was in front of his eyes, but none of them could jump into his eyes. After a stick of incense, he almost became restless.
Chang Geng no longer hesitated, grabbed his cloak and commanded, "Come here, prepare a horse!"
Seeing him in a hurry, everyone thought he was in a hurry, so they quickly prepared their horses to make way and let him ride away.
He went to the temple of Huguo Temple. The mountain temple was silent, the doors were closed, and the leaves swept by the autumn wind were tossing around. There was only a lantern standing at the door. of sandalwood aftertaste.
Knowing that Monk Lai had already fallen asleep, when Chang Geng broke in, the scriptures on the wind table that had been rolled in were blowing everywhere. Master Liao Ran was taken aback and stared at the Yan Wang who was wrapped in cold wind.
Chang Geng's eyes were slightly red, and he sat down and asked, "Is there any tea?"
Knowing that he put on the monk's clothes, he dug out a handful of Kuding wrapped in a paper bag from the old wooden cabinet, and boiled boiling water.
Although the house was leaking and the cups and bowls were notched, the monk boiled water and brewed tea slowly and quietly, without making any eye contact with him. The mechanical steel armor quickly condensed into water droplets on the low roof, and slowly slid to the tail along the special beams and columns on the roof, and landed in the hanging small bowl, with a clear "tick" sound.
Chang Geng's eyes followed the process of water vapor to water droplets, starting from the worn-out clay pot, and finally landing on a small bowl with peeled patent leather hanging in the corner of the roof of the monk's house. Chang Geng let out a sigh of relief, his restless heart like boiling water slowly sank.
The monk knew that he soaked a cup of Kuding in boiling water and put it in front of Chang Geng.
It hurts just to smell it.
"Thank you." Chang Geng took it over. He felt a little bit of sensation on his fingers that were frozen by the night wind while riding, and took a sip. It was bitter and hot, making the tip of his tongue numb. He smiled bitterly and said clearly, " The past few days have been too busy, and my heart has been a little restless, and I didn't suppress Ur bone, so the master laughed."
Clearly glanced at him and gestured: "Westerners are good at taking advantage of the situation, but this time they chose an unfortunate time, which shows that they seem to be menacing, but in fact they are at the end of the force. What's more, there is now a battlefield between the two rivers? Once the railway tracks are built, a large number of people and objects can travel to and from Jiangbeijing City in one day. With the current Ziliujin reserves of our army, if we are lucky, we may be able to completely recover the lost land within a year or two, Your Highness. Why worry?"
The reason sounded right, Chang Geng knew it himself, but he just felt uncomfortable for some reason.
"Is Xiao Cao at Duke Du?" Chang Geng said in a low voice, "It shouldn't be far from Liangjiang, go see him for me or wait a while and I will write a handwritten letter and let Xiao Cao take a position in the army, he bastard. Unpredictable means of disguising, there is no use for Duke Du's side other than running errands, it is better to go to the front line."
Clearly nodded, and gestured again: "Your Highness doesn't want Gu Shuai to return to Beijing, isn't this just an opportunity?"
Gu Yun is the weak underbelly of the Yan King, and this underbelly has never been attacked. It is because no one can move Gu Yun-Li Feng, although he is mediocre, but he is not so faint that the second self-destruction of the Great Wall attracts troops to the city. . The battlefield that looked bloody and bloody, was actually not necessarily a form of protection for Gu Yun.
Chang Geng frowned and drank the cup of Kuding tea, and muttered: "Everyone relies on him, who would feel bad for his injury? I think about it sometimes, it really is"
When he said this, he inadvertently met the mute monk's sympathetic eyes, and immediately lowered his head restrainedly, and said with a smile: "I've said more, I should be more peaceful."
Knowing that the monk just wanted to be quiet, he stopped talking, took out the wooden fish under the table, closed his eyes slightly, and knocked on and off. In the small monastery, only the wooden fish was left. Hearing the sound of water droplets, Chang Geng sat on the couch beside him with his eyes closed, and did not leave until dawn.
Before leaving, Ling Ran suddenly knocked on the wooden table, caught Chang Geng's eyes, and gestured to him: "Your Highness, when you met Duke Du that time, Xiao Seng was fortunate enough to attend, and there was something in his heart that he couldn't figure out."
Chang Geng trembled slightly with the corners of his blue-black eyes, and raised one eyebrow.
Clearly said: "His Royal Highness said that the interests of the world add up to a big pie, and everyone wants to take more. There is no difference between good and evil, but the way some people want to take more is to follow the trend. Pushing this pie to become bigger, while expanding his own power from it, this kind of person can lay the foundation for a country that is prosperous and peaceful, but some people go against the trend. , this kind of person can only bring disaster, and now most of the cakes have fallen into the hands of the old family, what we want is to break this situation and scrape the mold from the river little by little—"
Chang Geng asked, "Why, Master, is there something wrong?"
"No," Ling Ran shook his head, and the broad sleeves made a "rustling" sound with his gestures, "it's just that the little monk was thinking, in the whole world, is it possible that the king's land, the legal calendar of drumming and financing in the past? In the eyes, the lord has worked so hard to manage all this, maybe a decree can be changed beyond recognition, and all the things he has done may be just a mirror image."
Chang Geng tapped lightly with his fingers on the small table a few times, his face did not fluctuate, it was obvious that he had already thought about it.
"Master is right." He lowered his handsome eyebrows and smiled lightly.
That side face turned out to be like a threatening evil in a totem.
Linglan's heart thumped fiercely twice, and his mouth was dry for a while, but he realized in an instant - King Yan seems to be competing with the forces of the old family for the Sacred Heart, but is that the real intention behind it
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