how to be safe

The high river in May is rich in water and grass. If it is an ordinary year, there should be chickens and dogs walking through it, and graceful girls playing by the river. Now, except for the desolate villages, there are only armored soldiers waiting in battle.

The bloody battle was about to break out, Dongfang Xuan invited Yuan Zhengquan to drink with each other before the battle of the two armies.

"Emperor Great Yan pays homage to His Royal Highness Cheng Wang." Dongfang Xuan held out wine for his birthday, calling him by his old title.

"My country is gone, and I am King Qihu Jingnan." Huayi was very vulgar, fearing that the army's mind would change, Yuan Zhengliang never dared to call himself a Han in Qihu's army.

"Forget it, King Jingnan, you have been in Hu for many years, and you have no desire to return? You are a loyal person who established the country in chaos. How can you lead the barbarians to attack Xia? If you surrender at this time, I will add the title of king, Wealth and fortune are endless.”

"Duo! Huangkou kid, don't talk wildly in front of the battle! Your Dongfang family has no sense of benevolence and righteousness. You will die today!"

"Forget it. Since I don't intend to look back, I can only regret it. But there is still a gift for meeting, please hear the local accent with your step." Dongfang Xuan drank the strong wine in one gulp, when a voice came from not far behind. The sound of the piano is low.

Yuan Xiuru's chariot was pulled to the front of the formation, so that Yuan Zhengliang could hear and see it according to the agreement, and the piano sounded together, and the soldiers behind him sang together.

"When I was born, I did nothing, and after I was born, Han Zuo declined! When I was born, I did nothing, and after I was born, Han Zuo declined!"

Wen Ji returned to the Han Dynasty, separated from her flesh and blood, and wrote "Hu Jia Eighteen Beats", chanting and sighing, full of sorrow.The songs of thousands of soldiers are like rolling waves, and the already weak sound of the piano is obliterated and unknown.

The Hu people wept with weeds, and the Han envoys returned with heartbroken sorrow.When Yuan Zhengliang heard this song, his expression was filled with sadness, his eyebrows were deeply curled, and he tried to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Old voice, old friend, I wonder if King Jingnan can feel it?"

Yuan Zhengliang pulled out his sharp sword suddenly, "Zhuzi! I will destroy your army formation today, and fall into Shenjing in the future, and restore my society!"

"The whole family was killed by the bandits, and now you want to abandon your nephew's life? He is now your elder brother's only son, the last eldest son of the Yuan family!" Huohai, Yuan Zhengliang is getting old, and he is engaged in the army, his life is unpredictable, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out. Yuan Xiuru seems to be the only hope for the Yuan family's incense.

"Give me back my nephew!"

"Okay! I want you to rein in your horse and stop your troops for three days. I will definitely send Yuan Xiuru to your army and never break my promise." Dongfang Xuan's main force suddenly met Yuan Zhengliang, who had never personally commanded Hearing that Murong Xiong on the left had stopped Fan Qi's troops from going south, he sent someone to rush to support him. Now he needs time to wait for Murong Xiong.

"The inhumanity of the sky brings chaos and separation, and the inhumanity of the earth makes me meet at this time. The roads are in danger while the soldiers are in exile. The smoke and dust cover the wild and the barbarians are full, and the sincerity is obedient and righteous!"

The sound of horns and elegiac songs resounded, Yuan Zhengliang cut his palm with a sword, blood dripped into a bottle of wine, and died with his head raised, and ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

The three-day deadline has come, but Murong Xiong did not arrive, Dongfang Xuan sent people along the way to check, but there was no news.He ordered the entire battalion to retreat to Qingyang to defend the city, and sent envoys to take Yuan Xiuru to Qihu's army. He knew that Yuan Zheng was a noble man, and a gentleman behaved like a gentleman. Seeing that he kept his promise, there might be a chance for negotiation , One more day, wait for the main force to retreat, and the two wings will come to help.

Before leaving, he put the silver-white battle armor left by Dongfang Su on Yuan Xiuru's body, and handed him the Seven Star Dragon Spring that was stained with blood on Dongfang Su's neck, "We will never see each other again, take care of each other."

As soon as the envoys were ordered to leave the camp, Dongfang Xuan heard the noise of the soldiers in the camp, and the Qihu army surrounded them at night, and the Yan army was defeated.Under the protection of dozens of soldiers, Dongfang Xuan ran back to Qingyang City. He either died or scattered all the way. In the end, Dongfang Xuan was the only one left. He was shot in the knee and ran to a ruined temple at the entrance of a lonely village in the wilderness.

He fell under the withered Buddha statue in the temple, and the residual lacquer color on the Buddha statue can be vaguely seen. In the previous dynasties, the Dharma was promoted, and even the wilderness villages had such heavy-colored statues. Over the past few years, the Central Plains has had ten rooms and nine empty rooms, and no one worships Buddha statues in temples.

The pain between the knees is still numb, but Dongfang Xuan's consciousness is still clear, Murong Xiong has betrayed him, he is alone, with his wounded body, if the enemy army finds him at this time, the consequences will be disastrous.Yuan Zhengliang might kill him immediately, or...he couldn't imagine the fate of a king being captured.He was even more afraid that the enemy would not come. There are few people here. Could it be that he died here silently and turned into a pile of nameless bones in a few years?Fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, in his eyes before, was nothing more than a number of soldiers. At this moment, he suddenly understood that it is this kind of pain and despair that has been inflicted on soldiers by years of competition between the powerful and powerful.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to pull out the arrow on his knee, but after a little effort, his whole body was so painful that he was powerless. At this moment, he suddenly heard the slightly heavy sound of horseshoes outside the temple, and he heard that people were wearing armor.He held his breath and waited for the man to enter the temple, and there was a trace of hope in his heart, no matter what, he would not be left to fend for himself in this ruined temple.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, he saw the man entering the temple gate, looking around, wearing a slightly ill-fitting silver-white armor...it was Yuan Xiuru.

"It turned out to be you?" Dongfang Xuan never expected to see Yuan Xiuru here, "Surely your uncle's army is not far from here... Want to kill me with your own hands? Well, die in your hands, I am willing to rest in peace."

"Are you injured?" Yuan Xiuru leaned on his lower body to look at his bloody wound.

"If you don't want to kill me, just help me get the arrow."

"I can't pull it out, there is a barb on the arrowhead, pulling it out rashly will only make the injury worse, and I'm not a doctor after all..." Yuan Xiuru stretched out his hand to break the arrow handle, and tore off his underwear to bandage him.

"There must be military doctors in the Yuanzhengliang Army, so you can lure them here."

"I don't know where he is."

"You didn't go to Camp Qihu?"

"On the way, the envoys and I were scattered by the rangers, and my uncle's camp was nowhere to be found. Some people said that they saw a dragon flag near here, so they searched all the way, and saw your horse at the entrance of the village."

"It looks like we're going to die here together."

"I saw a few families in this village along the way, please report to Qingyang City..."

"I don't know whose hands Qingyang is in. It's not easy for ordinary people to save their lives. Who would take the risk of reporting it?"

Yuan Xiuru helped Dongfang Xuan to lie down, and was about to go to the village to find some food to feed himself. Dongfang Xuan said, "You look like this, are you robbing or begging?"

Yuan Xiuru looked at the sword in his hand, "It should be worth it."

"That is the relic of the eldest brother, are you willing?"

"The person is gone, what is outside the body, what is lost, what does it matter?"

Dongfang Xuan didn't expect him to see it so indifferently, he let him go, Yuan Xiuru came back with a sword soon, carrying a burlap bag, which contained a few pieces of black dry food.

"I didn't expect there to be such a generous person here." Although it was hard to swallow, it was a good meal for Dongfang Xuan who had not eaten for several days.

"An old woman, she said that her husband and son are in the army, and only the mother and daughter live in the family. There is no need for such a murder weapon, and it will cause trouble, so she confiscated it."

Dongfang Xuan clenched the cold and hard food in his hand, "The survivors will live in vain, and the dead will die long ago! I am ashamed of the common people..."

In a blink of an eye, the sky darkened, Yuan Xiuru took off his armor, spread out the thatch, and lay on the side of Dongfang Xuan.The summer night was sweltering, and the cicadas were singing so loudly that they both tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Dongfang Xuan asked suddenly, humiliating, coercing, torture... he himself felt that everything he did was almost crazy.

"I won't kill people." The other party's reply was exactly the same as back then.

Dongfang Xuan laughed when he heard the words, "You don't hate your father, you don't hate me, and you never cared about your eldest brother, right... Have you ever had love or hatred in your heart?"

"I care about him, but I dare not love him." Yuan Xiuru stroked the handle of the seven-star dragon spring, "We made a mistake, and we tried to make a mistake to the end, but we went farther and farther, until life and death were separated. It's better to be close to each other. Be merciless."

"What about the other people? How could you not hate me?" Yuan Xiufu was right. No matter whether he liked him or hated him, Yuan Xiuru never had him in his heart, but Dongfang Xuan was not reconciled. I wanted you right away, and I didn't realize it at the time, but every time we met later, that feeling would get deeper and deeper, it's just that my brother treats you so affectionately... I think even if I teach you to hate me That's all."

"For so many years, he has only entrusted me with one thing, which is to take care of you and Dongfanggu... all kinds of suffering, love separation, resentment and hatred meeting, I suffer first, not suffering second, it is also good luck practice."

The Tathagata's nature comes naturally, that is, the heart is the Buddha, and Yuan Xiuru's nature is like this. I am afraid that only Dongfang Su's affection can't get rid of him, and he can only have compassion for others.

"It's a pity that you have never seen Elder Brother's child. When he left, the Crown Princess was about to give birth." Dongfang Xuan didn't dare to make this child public when he came to the throne, but after losing his beloved son, he often visited him. He treated him like his own, "Heng'er looks like Xiao Shi, but his temperament is like his father."

Yuan Xiuru wrote the word "Heng" on the ground with his finger, "As constant as the moon, as rising as the sun. It is not easy for a gentleman to establish a way, but a sage stays in his way for a long time, and the world is transformed. Good name."

"It turns out that there are so many arguments, but I just want him to live a long and worry-free life." Dongfang Xuan felt disappointed after finishing speaking. Qingyang fell, and Shenjing was in danger. If Qihu entered the city, there would be another massacre. , where is life left?Yuan Xiuru beside him didn't seem to worry too much, and gradually fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Yuan Xiuru found a vessel in the temple and went to fetch water from the river outside the village. When he came back, he led a group of people, and the generals headed to the temple to salute Dongfang Xuan, "I am too late to save you!"

"General Guo!" Dongfang Xuan was overjoyed, "Why did you come here?"

"I heard that the Chinese army retreated to Qingyang and was flanked, so I went to Qingyang for reinforcements. Who knew that when I arrived in the city, I didn't see the holy driver, so I sent people out of the city to search. I heard from a wandering monk that I saw a person who looked like Xiuru is a son, so I found it."

"So, if Qingyang is still there, then Shenjing will have no worries."

"Right now, Shenjing is under the supervision of King Ding, and Murong Xiong is guarding it, so it is considered safe."

"Murong Xiong is a traitor! You are so detrimental to the country..." Dongfang Xuan finally understood that Murong Xiong had never heard from him, so he wanted to abandon the emperor and establish a new king.

"It must be an expedient measure. Don't worry, Your Majesty."

Guo Fang ordered people to find a dilapidated carriage in the village. After repairing it, he invited Dongfang Xuan to the carriage. Let him join the Yuanzhengliang Army."

"I just forgot to report that the Qihu army has withdrawn to Jizhou. The specific reason is not clear, but there has been no sign of attacking again. It is a long way from here to Jizhou. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no more accidents. Let Mr. Xiuru go back with us. .”

In August of the third year of Kailong, Guo Fang, the commander of the pro-army division, escorted the holy car back to Luan, and was greeted by King Jian Guoding in Kaicheng, and returned to the emperor.Guo Fang made great contributions in rescuing his family, but he was concerned about getting rid of the troubles in the north, so he did not increase his post. He still led the commander of the pro-military commander.Guo Fang accepted it happily, thanked him and said: "Why do you need to be rich and powerful in life, this wealth is enough."

Not long after, King Ding Dongfanggu and Marshal Murong Xiong failed in their rebellion. Murong Xiong was exiled and his wife was demoted to common people.Dongfang Xuan also issued an edict stating that Dongfang Gu was not of the blood of Emperor Gao, but was the son of the nanny in the old mansion. He was the Marquis of Luyang County and settled in Xuzhou.

Dongfanggu was the same in Xuzhou, suffering from many worries and illnesses, and died the next year at the age of 22.Dongfang Xuanfu felt sorry for his death and ordered him to be buried in Emperor Gao's Mausoleum with royal rites. The tomb was next to Prince Wuxiao. At the same time, Dongfang Pu, his infant orphan, and Dongfang Heng, the legacy of Prince Wuxiao, were adopted as his adopted sons.Dongfang Xuan mourned the death of his eldest son after losing his mother. Later, he was frightened at the Battle of Gaohe.