New·New Consort

When Zhang Shaomin arrived in Huailai with his men's uniforms, it was getting dark and the city was heavily guarded, it was as bright as day.He originally thought that it would take a lot of work to find the prince, brother and sister, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the city, he saw Tian Xiang with a tired face busy at the city gate.

The people from the nearby ten miles and eight townships are all rushing to Huailai City, and it is inevitable that they will be troublesome to resettle.It's autumn now, and the nights are getting cooler, so it's not easy for people to sleep outside directly under the sky.The people in the county government and the guards are busy with city defense, so Tianxiang took the initiative to pick out this job of arranging and arranging the elderly, weak, women and children.

Seeing Tianxiang's haggard face, as if he hadn't rested for a long time, Zhang Shaomin couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and went straight forward: "God... Young Master, are you okay?"

Tianxiang noticed Zhang Shaomin only now, and couldn't help being overjoyed: "Zhang Shaomin, it's great that you're here!" She hurriedly pulled up Zhang Shaomin's sleeves, pulled him aside, and asked him to help a person with the registration of people entering the city .

Zhang Shaomin took a closer look, and found that the person who held the brush like a sword was actually red with a sword.

On the other side, Li Zhaoting and his wife, Liu Qian, took advantage of their sharp tongue and the prime minister's family background to collect supplies from the big households in the city for the refugees to spend the night.But Tianxiang and her son-in-law Feng Shaomin were looking for a new resettlement place because they were familiar with Huailai City.

Neither of these two things is what Yijian Piaohong is good at. Tianxiang has a big heart, so Yijian Piaohong picks up a pen.

Zhang Shaomin couldn't laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to temporarily take on the job, and came to register in person, and Yijian Piaohong led the people to resettle him.

Everyone was busy working until late at night before taking a break. In the end, Tianxiang also contributed her small courtyard, filling the courtyard with women and children.The people who entered the city disappeared one after another, Zhang Shaomin finally freed his hands and asked where Prince Tianxiang was.

When Tianxiang led Zhang Shaomin to the county government office that had been reduced to a workshop, the prince was instructing a few young carpenters to thin the wings a little more. The task Song Changgeng entrusted to him was to imitate wooden birds and imitate Song Changgeng. wooden bird.

The prince has devoted himself to studying wooden birds for many years, and he is very proficient in this simple woodworking.He quickly figured out the structure of Song Changgeng's wooden bird, split it into different parts, and imitated it immediately.

It is also a wooden bird. Song Changgeng’s wooden bird is much simpler than the one he caressed day and night. It is composed of thin wood chips, thin bamboo and reeds. It looks like a swallow or a crow. Even children can make it To produce such a bird, it is just that it cannot be so delicate and light.

Song Changgeng asked the prince to work with these fifty craftsmen to make a thousand wooden birds.

Their progress was very fast. In one day's work, they had already prepared [-] wooden bird parts. After another busy night, it should be almost done.In this way, the prince fell into the busyness of burning anointing and inheriting the sundial.

Zhang Shaomin frowned complicatedly, and he said to Tianxiang: "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although Huailai is short of manpower, you two should leave the front line and go to a safer place."

The crown prince didn't raise his head, but still focused on the wooden bird in his hand: "I won't go."

Tianxiang turned her head away: "Where is the safest place right now? The capital?"

Zhang Shaomin said: "Regardless of the safety of the capital at the moment, the two of you are safest by the emperor's side."

Tianxiang smiled and said: "Master Zhang, do you still remember how my brother got out of the palace?"

Framed by concubine Ju, imprisoned by the emperor.

Zhang Shaomin's eyes darkened: "If the emperor really intended to harm him, the crown prince would not be here now. I came here because of the emperor's decree."

"I know my father," Tian Xiang replied, "I just want to explain that being around my father is not as safe as you say."

"A son of a thousand pieces of gold doesn't sit well, and if two evils are in power, the lesser one will be chosen." Zhang Shaomin insisted, and Li Zhaoting also echoed Zhang Shaomin's suggestion from the sidelines.

Feng Suzhen at the side pulled Zhang Shaomin aside, and everyone naturally followed.She turned her head to look at the prince, and whispered: "Master Zhang, you have always been the person who knows the stakes the most, why are you so cautious now?"

Zhang Shaomin raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean by what the son-in-law said?"

Feng Suzhen analyzed: "Huailai won this battle, and if he wins, the crown prince will be able to avenge his shame, return to the capital, and don't have to hide anymore. No one can shake his position."

Zhang Shaomin said urgently: "But if we lose this battle—"

"If we lose, the capital will be lost," Feng Suzhen said coolly, "But we, the people who are like this, will definitely be able to save the crown prince's life."

Zhang Shaomin said gloomyly: "Is the son-in-law betting on the prince's life?"

Feng Suzhen smiled: "Master Zhang must not know something. I, Feng, am really a gambler. Fortunately, I have always had good luck in gambling. I once helped the prime minister win back his Zhuangzi, and he won the number one prize in one fell swoop. If you don't believe me You might as well ask Ms. Liu, the princess, and Brother Zhao Ting, how is Feng's gambling skills? I know Mr. Zhang's heart, but right now is a huge opportunity, so Mr. Feng will let us take a gamble. "

Hearing this, Li Zhaoting pondered.

Zhang Shaomin shook his head: "No, this battle is won, and how much glory can it bring to the prince? He is already the only prince in His Majesty's heart, and he does not need merit to establish his status."

Feng Suzhen shook her head: "You are wrong, brother Shaomin, what the crown prince needs is not merit, but a heart."

"Heart?" Zhang Shaomin was puzzled.

Feng Suzhen smiled and said, "Look, what is the prince doing?"

Zhang Shaomin said: "Make a wooden bird..." He stopped talking, and looked at the prince involuntarily. The prince is indeed making a wooden bird, cutting, chiseling, bending, falcon, and meticulous, just like what he used to do in the Eight Houses. It's been the same - but, it's different.

Zhang Shaomin said: "I understand." He cupped his hands towards Feng Suzhen, "My son-in-law has a good opinion, I'm the one who is clichéd."

He turned to Tianxiang and said: "Since that's the case, I'll stay here too, and I will definitely keep you safe."

Tianxiang nodded, turned to look at Feng Suzhen, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Liu Qian still didn't understand, she asked in a low voice: "Zhao Ting, why did Mr. Zhang agree all of a sudden?"

Li Zhaoting was looking at Feng Suzhen with piercing eyes. He turned his head and explained to Liu Qian: "The prince used to be a wooden bird for himself, but now he is for the common people."

Feng Suzhen said cheerfully: "Brother Li, come and do the math, will we win or lose this battle with the Tartars?"

Tian Xiang hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, don't, this guy is inaccurate, even if a good word passes through his mouth, it will be crooked!"

Everyone laughed, and the serious atmosphere just now was swept away.

"Mr. Wen's words are wrong. There is no need to count this hexagram. It will definitely win!" Li Zhaoting spoke sonorously, his eyes were firm, and he looked around at the many craftsmen who were still fighting hard in the middle of the moon, and said leisurely: "Because, grandson has In other words, there are five ways to know victory—those who share the same desire above and below win!"

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

In the backyard of the Huailai County Government Office, Tianxiang was sitting on the steps, looking at the sky wondering what she was thinking.Her small courtyard was already full of civilians who flocked into the city. After knowing her identity, the magistrate of Huailai was so frightened that she hurriedly vacated the whole family to let her and the prince rest, but she declined all of them.Even so, the county magistrate still didn't dare to be lighthearted, and left a small wing room with her.

A pure white figure sat down on his right, and handed over a piece of sugar cane as if conjuring: "Are you tired? I found a sugar cane, eat it to relieve fatigue."

Tianxiang laughed out loudly: "This man has turned his back on his back. Thanks to you, you can still find a sugarcane."

Feng Suzhen blinked: "I'm a servant, so I want to share my master's worries."

Tianxiang took the sugarcane and said softly, "Thank you—it's not just this sugarcane."

"Thank me for what?" Feng Suzhen looked at her.

Tianxiang said seriously: "Thank you for supporting me to stay even though you know this place is dangerous."

Feng Suzhen shook her head: "You didn't stay because of my support, but because you wanted to stay."

Tianxiang gnawed on the sugarcane: "But you stayed with me, even though that crow's mouth kept yelling about danger and a rich man. I can pretend I didn't hear what he said, but Zhang Shaomin brought my father's Come here, if you hadn't persuaded him, he would have taken me away even if he used force."

Feng Suzhen said seriously: "Then you really should thank me well, okay, thank you."

Tianxiang: "...Young Master is so kind and virtuous, and the little girl is very grateful, and I will never forget it. If the young master doesn't give up, it's better for the little girl to promise you with your body."

Feng Suzhen: "..."

Tianxiang giggled silly.

Feng Suzhen couldn't help laughing: "Ordinary people, facing the catastrophe of life and death, think more about seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Only you, at the gate of Xu's courtyard, asked yourself if you were wrong. In your heart, you regard other people's life and death more than your own." Life and death are more serious," she breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you are trapped by this cause and effect in your heart, I will help you to realize this cause and effect."

There was a warm current in Tianxiang's heart, and she said sincerely again: "Thank you." She took a bite of the sugar cane, which was warm and sweet.

Feng Suzhen in her previous life was also so kind. After successfully saving her father Feng Shaoqing, she did not leave. Instead, she tried her best to detoxify herself; Don't escape, and accompany yourself to face all causes and effects calmly.

At that time, she didn't think about how much pressure and pain Feng Suzhen was enduring behind this, and later every time she dreamed back at midnight, she felt distressed.

Such a good Feng Suzhen, such a good person...

In order to fulfill the karma of others, Feng Suzhen put herself in a dangerous situation.

"My son-in-law—" She turned around and looked at Feng Suzhen, who was sitting upright and slightly taller than herself.

"Ok?"

Tianxiang hesitated for a moment, but still said: "I'm really tired, can you lend me a shoulder and let me lean on it."

The person beside him didn't answer for a long time, but suddenly stood up and walked into the room.

Tianxiang's heart sank, she stretched greatly, leaned forward, put her arms on her legs, and put her hands on her cheeks, so that she could not see Feng Suzhen's expression at all: "Hey, I'm joking, Just your little shoulder..."

The footsteps approached again, and a warm handkerchief was handed over from above: "First wipe your cat-like face, and then wipe your sticky paws."

Tianxiang was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this, Feng Suzhen simply sat down again, covered her face with a wet veil, and then stuffed the veil into her hand.

Tianxiang lowered her head and wiped her hands seriously.

A hand hesitantly landed lightly on her left shoulder, and then the arm attached to that hand touched her back, gently embracing her.

She fell into a soft and warm bosom, although Feng Suzhen was careful not to let her touch her chest, but she still heard a somewhat accelerated heartbeat from the soft shoulder seam.

It wasn't just her own heartbeat.

Listening to the beating sound like a drum, she felt infinitely peaceful.She hadn't rested for almost two days and two nights, and as soon as she relaxed, she felt sleepy like a tide. She leaned on Feng Suzhen's thin but warm shoulders and fell asleep.

Feng Suzhen's shoulders and back were stiff, but she was worried that Tianxiang would not sleep well, so she had to relax a little, took a deep breath, looked up at the starry sky, and counted her solar terms.

She suppressed the strange feelings welling up in her heart—this kind of strange feelings that wanted to stop time in this moment, this moment, this situation, this scene.

This night is not good in this life, where to look next year for the bright moon.

Tianxiang was awakened by a noise.

"The Tartars are coming! Hurry up, hurry up to the city wall!"

So fast.Suddenly, she opened her eyes and met Feng Suzhen's eyes - obviously, she had just woken up.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the two of them actually slept all night leaning against each other like this.

But Tianxiang couldn't care about thinking about it anymore, she almost jumped up, and ran away pulling Feng Suzhen, who had no choice but to follow Tianxiang towards the west gate wall while shaking her stiff arms.

The sound of drums outside the city shook the sky, and the fierce Mongolian and Chinese characters for "kill" were thrilling.

Tianxiang and Feng Suzhen were stopped at the gate, and Shan Shiwu had a serious face: "Princess, consort, please stay. 'Wen dies to remonstrate, Wu dies to fight', this is not only our unshirkable responsibility as warriors, but also the discipline for each of us to perform our duties. , I also hope that the princess son-in-law will not be in danger. On the city wall, Shan really has no time to spare energy to protect you!"

Tian Xiang hurriedly said: "We can protect ourselves—"

"Okay, Dudu Shan, take care, I'll wait for the good news!" Feng Suzhen stood by Shan Shiwu's side.

Shan Shiwu nodded, turned his head and strode up the city wall.

Feng Suzhen said to Tianxiang: "Now the top is in a mess, we can only distract Shan Dudu when we go up, why not do something else from the side."

There was the sound of fighting on the city wall. It was Chahar's soldiers who were climbing up the ladder and fighting with the defenders on the wall.

Tianxiang thought that even if she climbed the city wall, she would not be able to cut off a few heads, so she followed Feng Suzhen back to the county government resentfully.

In the county government office, the bloodshot prince was also awakened by the news of the Tatars attacking the city. He immediately devoted himself to making the wooden bird, following Song Changgeng's instructions, adjusting the angle of the wooden bird's wings.Song Changgeng calmly directed dozens of civilians to transport some mud balls covered with wooden frames to the city wall.Not long after, the sky-shaking explosion outside the city could be heard all over the city.

Shan Shiwen excitedly ran back to the county government office to report: "Princess, son-in-law, Mr. Song's 'enemy of ten thousand people' is really powerful!"

"What is 'enemy of ten thousand people'?" Tianxiang asked.

Shan Shiwen looked around: "Here, it's that mud ball!"

Tianxiang followed his gaze and landed on the mud ball surrounding the wooden shelf: "This, how do you use it?"

Shan Shiwen excitedly said: "There are too many Tartars who have just climbed up. If you press the gourd and pick up the ladle, you can't cut it down from the city! Mr. Song sent ten thousand enemies up, and we will light the ten thousand enemies on the fuze , Throwing it under the city, immediately fire dragons came out, spun in all directions, and exploded with a bang, causing countless burns, bruises, and injuries. It was so powerful! It scared the gang of tartars into cowards, and they dared not approach the city wall! "

"Good!" Everyone applauded.

Not long after, Shan Shiwu also came back with a happy face, and the Tartars were frightened by the enemy, so they retreated temporarily.

Song Changgeng reassured: "Fortunately, there are many merchants in Huailai, and the goods are complete. Among the merchants, there is one who sells saltpeter for storing ice, so I have the materials to make firearms."

But Zhang Shaomin frowned: "The Tartars retreated so easily? Shan Dudu still has to be careful."

Shan Shiwudao: "Master Zhang, don't worry, there are no fewer people left in the four gates of Huailai. Once we find that the Tartars are about to attack, we will immediately use 'ten thousand enemies'!"

Zhang Shaomin asked: "How far is the range of this ten thousand enemy but the enemy?"

Song Changgeng shook his head: "It's not far away. This object is not accurate enough. It can only be used to defend the city. If it is far away, it will be useless."

Zhang Shaomin let out a long sigh.

Tianxiang asked suspiciously: "Zhang Shaomin, you are sighing, what's wrong?"

Zhang Shaomin smiled wryly: "It's just a confrontation today, and this killer weapon was exposed. Tartars are not stupid, and they will definitely gain wisdom from a pitfall. I have never been afraid of guessing people's hearts with malice. I am worried that the Tartars will do something evil."

Tianxiang was puzzled: "What evil?"

They soon knew the answer, and shortly after noon, the killing sound resumed.

"These Tartars are really hateful!" Shan Shiwen quickly returned to the county office to report, "They actually drove the nearby civilians to the city wall! If the 'ten thousand enemies' are thrown away, the civilians will definitely be hurt! My brother Restricted, I can only fight with the Tartars on the city wall!"

Everyone's expressions were serious, only Song Changgeng said softly: "I can only hold on, they came from a long way, attacked twice in one day, their troops couldn't stand it."

Sure enough, not long after the sun set, everyone in the county government got the news that the Tartars had withdrawn their troops and set up camp outside the city.

At the same time, I also got bad news: Shan Shiwu was seriously injured.

At night, on the west gate wall, Song Changgeng took the prince and others up the city to look at it from afar.The night was as dark as ink, and only the bonfires could be seen.

"I can't see the situation clearly, so I don't dare to make a decision lightly." Song Changgeng Nian Xu sighed.

Feng Suzhen said: "Mr. Song, don't worry, Brother Jian and Miss Liu have gone to the enemy camp to investigate. With the skills of the two of them, I believe they will be able to return in a short time."

As soon as the words were finished, two figures were seen climbing up briskly along the ropes beside the city wall, they were Yijian Piaohong and Liu Qian.

Liu Qian said: "The Tartars are stationed in Wangjiawan Township, five miles away. Most of them are asleep, and only a few are on duty at night. They dare not let the captured Han people sleep with them, and let them sleep in front of the camp outside the village for about an hour. Inside, I sent someone to watch."

Everyone hurriedly unfolded the map and locked the location of Wangjiawan Township.

Tianxiang shook her head: "The garrison is so close, I think they also know that we don't have any red artillery in this city that can attack from a distance."

But Song Changgeng laughed: "Your Highness, I have a clan brother named Song Yingchang, the former governor of Shandong, the left servant of the Ministry of War, the imperial envoy of the right capital, and the Pingwa Jinglue—Song Yingchang!" He looked a little proud, and his eyes sparkled, "—Song Yingchang, who is good at using the firearm 'Shenhuo Flying Crow'."

The three armies were out of command, and the dragons had no leader. In the Huailai guard, the commander and acquaintance Han Yan sat around a table with a few hundred households. The atmosphere was extremely dull.Outside the door, there are more than 1000 confused soldiers and hundreds of wounded soldiers.

Just the hand-to-hand combat on the city wall cost more than [-] brothers. Some were injured, some were killed.What's more, even their commander-in-chief was hit by the arrows of the Tartars and was in danger. The excitement brought about by the "enemy of ten thousand people" during the day has been swept away.

"Why aren't you resting, generals?" Huailai county magistrate came outside with a smile.

Huailai Wei Tongzhi Han Yan stood up, and said with a wry smile: "The county magistrate is asking this knowingly? There is still a wolf squatting at the gate of Huailai, and our single governor has been seriously injured. There is no commander in the army. We don't know when the reinforcements will arrive. How can the big guys have the heart to rest."

The magistrate of Huailai nodded and said, "You can't lose your ambition, and the army can't lose its commander. That's true—however, Han Tong knows something and doesn't know it. You are not without commanders."

Han Yan sized up the county magistrate: "Could it be that the magistrate wants to go into battle?"

The old county magistrate blushed: "Your Majesty, you made fun of me—" He coughed lightly, and said, "Just before the sick bed, Dudu Shan temporarily entrusted the command of the three armies of Huailaiwei to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! He stepped aside slightly, and Zhang Shaomin's figure appeared in front of the generals.

Zhang Shaomin held up a bright yellow imperial decree—this was given to him by his father-in-law before he left Beijing. The empty imperial decree, he said in a loud voice: "I am Zhang Shaomin, the inspector of the Eighth Household, acting on behalf of the heavens, and pregnant with the guards." The post of command envoy of the capital is temporarily assigned to the crown prince, all the school officials obey the order, and at three quarters of the day, lead the troops to gather in the west of the city! Follow the order of the crown prince!"

On the west city wall, teams of peasants boarded the city wall and brought up carts of "wooden birds"—the "shenhuo flying crows" in Song Changgeng's mouth.According to Song Changgeng's instructions, the peasants lined up the wooden birds in the direction of the enemy camp. Under the light of the torches, these naked wooden birds, which were not painted, oiled or carefully carved, still looked lifelike. .

The crown prince has stroked every wooden bird in the house. Looking at the mighty "bird flock", he couldn't help but feel his throat tighten. "Sir," he called softly, "how do you make them fly?"

Song Changgeng didn't answer, he set aside the sand table, used bamboo branches to calculate on it, glanced at the map from time to time, and estimated the angle and length with his hands.

After a long time, he raised his head and nodded slightly.Another cart of supplies was transported to the city wall, which was the firearm that Song Changgeng personally led to make in the past two days.

Song Changgeng took the crown prince and personally fixed the cylindrical rockets for these sacred fire crows one by one.This process is not complicated, but requires precision, so Song Changgeng did not use artificial hands, and refused Tianxiang and others' request for help, and only worked with the prince.

On a high city wall, a hunchbacked old man caressed the wooden bird on the wall, and slowly said to the young man behind him: "When the previous dynasty was broken, I witnessed my brother's tragic death by taking poison. , Half of my practical research focuses on firearms. I searched everywhere for the notes and writings of my brother Song Yingchang. I studied his sacred fire flying crow for many years and improved it. Originally, the divine fire flying crow was only used to attack the city and release poisonous gas. Now, I It has improved its precision and strength, allowing it to take on greater missions."

The two of them worked until the dawn, until the darkest hour of the night.There were also rustling footsteps in the city, it was Huailai Wei Tongzhi's soldiers who had woken up from sleep and gathered between the city walls.

Only a thousand or so people, just the mezzanine between the outer city and the inner city, stood up.The torches around them reflected the surprised and doubtful faces of young people. When they woke up, they knew that they had changed to a new governor, and this person was still the crown prince. This made them both confused and excited. .

This is the prince, the future emperor, and at this moment of life and death, he walked out of the deep palace hall, came to the front line of Huailai, and stood with them.

The prince, who had changed into a military uniform, went up to the watchtower and looked down at the soldiers below. He was a little nervous.Tianxiang took a step forward, gently shook his hand, and asked him to read the words written by Feng Suzhen directly.It was Zhang Shaomin's idea to let the prince take over as commander-in-chief temporarily, and she agreed.

This completely pushed the prince to the forefront.

The prince swallowed slightly, and said in a loud voice: "I am lonely and immature and occupy the position of the crown prince. I am supposed to sit in the hall and enjoy the food of all people. Now that the country is facing a crisis, how can I be safe..." He suddenly remembered the Xu Tianxiang described to him. The scene of the ruins in Jiawan Township reminded of Xiaohuaer crying "little brother, little brother" after waking up, and his voice couldn't help shaking, "Walking alone in the wild, but seeing the scorpion, the grain and the crops, no one is there. Collect; I passed through my hometown alone, but I heard the mourning and mourning, and nine rooms were empty. The strong and thieves are everywhere, how can I tolerate Gou'an? How can I tolerate Gou'an?" His eyes were slightly hot, and his voice was raised: "Huai Laiwei is responsible for guarding the west of Beijing. The great task, I was ordered to take the temporary command in the face of danger. Today, all the strong men, and I will fight against the Tartars together with Gu, do you dare to bid for the three armies?!"

The autumn wind fluttered, and the surroundings were silent for a moment. Suddenly, there was a neat shout: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Feng Suzhen murmured: "The prince actually knows to change the words..." She bit her lower lip lightly, looked sideways, and saw the sparkle in Tianxiang's eyes, "But that's okay." She raised her eyebrows slightly. lips.

The city gate was opened, and [-] strong soldiers of Huailaiwei left the city in the darkness of dawn.Their expressions are resolute and tragic, and they regard death as home.

They are fighting against nearly ten thousand enemies, and they need to fight against ten to win the victory.

"Stop!" The prince on the city suddenly ordered.

Everyone went in without knowing it, but they were used to obeying military orders, so they stood still immediately.

They soon heard the next military order.

"Shenhuo Flying Crow, vertical!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a whistling sound, and the soldiers looked up one after another, seeing the sky above their heads, and meteors streaked across——

Hundreds of sacred fire crows rushed towards the enemy camp with roars like meteors. After a moment of silence, hundreds of feet of flames rose into the sky, a huge fireball ignited, and the flames lit up most of the western sky, leaving behind a A huge cloud of smoke.

There seemed to be a faint howling in the distance.

The order sounded again on the city wall: "Shenhuo Flying Crow, let's go again!"

Another piece of flame flew into the sky, and the lifelike wooden bird fluttered its wings and flew up. Under the push of the two-layer rocket, it glides rapidly for several miles, and landed precisely at the destination calculated by Song Changgeng, bringing up huge fireballs and smoke again.

But at this moment, the wailing in the distance could no longer be heard.

After a short period of silence, earth-shaking shouts erupted from under the city wall: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Different from the orderly shouts just now, in this shout of killing, there is almost crazy ecstasy and fighting spirit.

On the city wall, Song Changgeng, who had a completely white beard and eyebrows, stood proudly beside the prince, his slightly hunched back did not damage his demeanor in the slightest:

"Of course wooden birds can fly. As you have seen, they fly to defeat the enemy, to protect the country, and finally die in the flames. They are worth flying. However, they can only fly this time."

He turned to the prince, with hope in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "If there is no support from the superiors, and there are no more smart young people who are willing to make wooden birds, the wooden bird in my hand will only take off forever to be buried in the sea of ​​fire— ——If I can live longer, I hope that I can build a bigger and better wooden bird, so that it can fly in a wider sky."

The prince was stunned, and he continued to say slowly: "You have such an identity, such a status, you should fly higher and go farther than ordinary people. Go ahead and create a world where the people can live without worry." No fear, an empire that does not know what war is. Let people like me, young people like you who want to fly wooden birds, have the courage, energy, and no worries to study more and more novel things, Let the people of the world benefit!"

"That's why you can't abandon your crown prince status."

The prince burst into tears.

The smoke filled the air, and the east was white.

Looking at the prince who was still confused in the eyes of Chen Guang, but firmly facing the outside of the city and giving the attack command, Tian Xiang smiled.

"Whether it's the Marquis of Dongfang, the national teacher, the concubine Ju, or the little prince, no one can shake your position. You are the only son in the heart of the emperor, and only you are your biggest enemy. "

"And now, you win."

With the great victory in Huailai, the crisis in the capital is resolved.

The author has something to say:

Thousands of enemies According to Song Yingxing's "Heavenly Creation of Things", the Shenhuo Crow was used to release poisonous gas in history, but in the article I transformed it into a directional missile Σ(°△°|||)︴But it doesn't matter , I’m making a fuss~ Also about the relationship between Song Yingxing and Song Yingchang, this is my imagination.There is no evidence in the history books.But I think these two should be a family.

In the original book, what I have always worried about is the awakening of the prince. In fact, the crew didn’t let him awaken at all. Although he has ascended to the throne, he is still a carpenter in essence. Vomit a mouthful of blood.

The root cause of the death of the prince in the previous life is that he did not get rid of the obsession in his heart and see his own position clearly, so this original plot was set up to let Tian Xiang, who was regretful in the previous life, to save his brother psychologically.The protagonists of the whole section of "Wooden Bird Story" are Song Changgeng and the prince. Let the prince meet the god horse who is a real practical scholar.

This is a gamble, a butterfly flaps its wings, whether it is good or bad is unknown.

The story of the wooden bird has come to an end, so stay tuned for "The Story of Dismantling the Stage".

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