On that day, Feng Zhiwei's white horse in black galloped past thousands of troops, smoke and dust flew up behind the horse's hoof like a thread, running straight through the 100,000 armored army array, hundreds of thousands of tigers raised their arms in unison, and the blue armor covered a large area of golden yellow. Splashes of sunlight.
On that day, under the banner of the oath, dozens of heads of corrupt officials and corrupt officials would be beheaded, and in the blood all over the place, the woman in black with a calm face calmly stepped onto the stage under the horrified eyes of everyone, and accepted the worship of those famous generals who were admired by everyone. On the high platform, she was dressed in plain black clothes, her black hair was darker than the black clothes, but her face was whiter and more crystal clear than the clouds in the sky. The eyes of the autumn water were swept away quietly, and everyone suddenly thought of the ancient world standing majestically on the horizon. snow mountain.
Far, unreachable, but eternal existence, indestructible.
On that day, Feng Zhiwei said lightly, "Boys, today you and I will finally have a country, which is a place for the world to live in peace. From now on, we will have someone to depend on when we are young, and someone to support when we are old. Li Shuxixi, we will share it with the sky."
Speaking casually, the voice was clearly heard by hundreds of thousands of troops. After a moment of silence, hundreds of thousands of people raised their arms and raised their swords. Amidst the roar of cheers, the snow-bright sword light gathered like a pillar, piercing the southeast sky.
On the same day, Dacheng announced the restoration of the country, the capital was Wanxian, Wanxian was renamed Wanjing, Feng Zhiwei ascended the throne as the Empress of Dacheng, and her reign name was Tianxiang.
That day, the generals stood behind Feng Zhiwei, and there was a little doubt in the glory of the crowds—the Cheng army seemed to be victorious, but in fact its foundation was not stable, like a tall building, but it was built on the muddy beach, a fiercer battle Counter-attack, there is a possibility of being destroyed. The road to conquering the country has always been difficult and difficult. Everyone is ready for a long-term battle and waiting. Build walls high, accumulate food, and become king slowly. This is why Feng Zhiwei should not I understand, but she is in a hurry to proclaim herself emperor, and also set her capital in Wanxian, a frontier city, which is far from the inland and close to Xiliang, what exactly is she planning
On that day, Feng Zhiwei, the head of the Wanxian city, looked back and looked to the north, as if he saw the fertile land across the river, behind the crown of the nine dragons, not leaning on the top of the throne on all sides, the man was staring at this direction with deep eyes.
The flags were flying, the clouds were rolling, she was silent under the banner, and on the other side of the mountains and seas, with a wave of her sleeves, she drew down the border between Chuhe and Han with him.
The world is so big, you and I each own half, and from then on, we will join the business double star and meet each other indefinitely.
one year later.
Wan Kyung.
A majestic building in the north of the city stands in the darkness, with a few lights slightly lit, like an ordinary rich mansion.
But the people in Wanjing all know that this seemingly inconspicuous building is the core of the Dacheng regime, the empress' palace.
As an imperial palace, this mansion is really a bit crude, but the empress said that the family and country are not settled, and the people are not safe, so personal pleasure can be put aside. After one year of enthronement, she insisted on refusing to build the imperial palace.
The people of Wanjing were full of praise when they mentioned the empress. The people were still afraid and fled to the city when the army occupied Wan County. The government affairs are very organized, and the government orders on culture, education, industry and commerce, farming, taxation, and official administration are all very appropriate, and the people's lives are gradually becoming more stable.
The "imperial palace" is not heavily guarded, and there is no long high wall. The people in the north of the city ride on the top of their own walls, and they can see the lights of the empress who are not extinguished at night. They sighed, "Your Majesty has been reviewing the memorials all night again. It is really hard."
The moonlight crossed the high ridge of the roof, reflecting the candlelight in the house more brightly. Under the candlelight, Feng Zhiwei supported his head, listening to Hang Ming's report on the recent situation in Changning.
Changning, as the earliest rebellious vassal land, occupied the southern part of Shannan and half of Longbei early on, and faced Tiansheng inland across the river. It has also established itself as a political power. It's a bit embarrassing, it's located between Dacheng and Tiansheng, like a stuffing covered by two halves of the shell, although Changning and Dacheng became friends early, but this situation is not a long-term solution after all, for Changning, or go further , Occupy the land of Tiansheng and get rid of the siege, or plunder Feng Zhiwei's half of Longbei's territory and divide Feng Zhiwei's territory into two. Judging from Lu Zhiyan's current strength, the latter is more likely.
As the governor of Longbei, Hang Ming's main enemy is Changning. He rushed to Wanjing because Changning seemed to be ready to move, so he came to ask Feng Zhiwei for a countermeasure.
"Understood." Feng Zhiwei nodded after listening, and said, "Your side is short of troops, I asked Hua Qiong to bring some Huofeng troops to reinforce, Lu Zhiyan may not directly attack, we must be careful."
"yes."
After Hang Ming left, Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes and sat silently for a long time before blowing out the lights.
After turning off the lights, she didn't leave, she still sat there, and gently pulled out a bag in the crevice of the desk.
There are two things in the bag, one is the secret decree that was stolen from the secret hall of the Luo County Xinggong, and the other is the suicide note left by the mother in the small courtyard, the last words hidden in the belt by the mother of Ning'an Palace that year. , directed her to find this.
The mother's suicide note didn't say anything, but only asked her to have a chance in the future, when she returned to the deep mountains in Longbei where she lived when she was a child, don't forget to go to the original courtyard and pay homage to her brother.
The biological child that Mrs. Feng died at birth was delivered by Gu Heng himself on the day of delivery, and the child's body was buried under the peach tree in the backyard. Later, Mrs. Feng brought Feng Zhiwei's siblings to Beijing. Carrying the skeleton, she thought that the child was lonely, and hoped that Feng Zhiwei would have a chance to visit him.
Not long ago, Feng Zhiwei inspected Longbei, accompanied by Gu Nanyi, went there, the yard had already been burned down, but the peach tree stump was still there, she dug three feet under the tree and found a package.
The small package, stained with blood and mud, was the little clothes Mrs. Feng sewed by herself.
Feng Zhiwei picked up the parcel with difficulty concealing her sorrow, and wanted to take the bones of the poor child with her and bury her next to Mrs. Feng in the future, but she was shocked by not wanting to get the parcel.
How could the bones of a newborn baby be so heavy? Heavy as a rock!
She unwrapped the package and gasped.
Baby clothes wrapped, what a rock!
Feng Zhiwei's hand softened, and the stone fell, almost hitting her foot.
Stone... why is it a stone