The minister raised His Majesty in a wrong way [Rebirth]

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Cangai Mountain, a holy mountain in Nanliang, is said to be sheltered by immortals with snow that lingers all year round, and there is no snow top.

If one day, seeing the golden light, it will be for the immortals, who can change the world and fulfill the long-cherished wish of ordinary people.

However, on this mountain that has guarded the peace of the north of Nanliang for more than 300 years, an escape is going on.

No, maybe this is not an escape, but a cruel siege and massacre.

The night wind howled past, and a group of people were galloping in the dark night, behind them were countless pursuers, raining swords and swords.

"call out……"

A cloud-piercing arrow pierced through the air from behind, splitting through the wind and snow, piercing through the gap between the two layers of guards with the aura of a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and shooting towards the person at the front.

The sound of sharp arrows piercing flesh was covered by the noise of soldiers and horses. The figure of a person in front of him swayed, but he couldn't bear the pain caused by the arrow, and his body slid sideways.

"General!" Exclaimed voices rose from all directions.

This arrow broke the formation, and the guards who had been running wildly stopped and got off their horses. The remaining 13 people immediately surrounded those who fell on the ground with high training, and drew their swords to protect each other.

Outside the guard circle, the chasing soldiers had already lined up to form a siege.One of the crowd dismounted from his horse, threw his longbow to the nearby guards, and walked towards them with his hands behind his back.

"General Lou, surrender." The man's voice was slow and deep, with eight parts of arrogance and two parts of contempt, his eyes fell on the people in front of him, as if they were dead objects.

But the person he looked down on showed no fear at all. Lou Chen supported the ground with his sword. Although his figure was a little shaky, he still tried his best to straighten his back, and looked back not to be outdone.

His sharp sword-like eyes passed straight through the crowd and looked at the leader. Even though he was surrounded by thousands of troops, he still said loudly without fear: "I, Lou Chen, was born to fight for the Liang Dynasty. Only death in battle will never stop. I will surrender to be your prisoner of the Yan people."

"Oh, don't be a prisoner..." The man seemed to have heard such a ridiculous joke, and there was a smile on his face that had been stern all the year round. He shook his head and said, "I admire General Lou's loyalty. But You Liang Dynasty also had a saying that 'a man who understands current affairs is a brilliant man', General Lou is so obstinate and doesn't know how to assess the situation, don't blame him for being merciless."

Lou Chen was wounded in the battle, and he was seriously injured while fleeing. The last arrow hit his vitals even more. The bleeding in his abdomen continued, and he was already at the end of his battle due to severe blood loss.

"I'm sorry, brothers." Lou Chen looked at each of them through the moonlight piercing through the wind and snow. He will firmly remember each of them. Three hundred elite soldiers of light cavalry followed him to break through, and now only thirteen of them are left. [-], and these thirteen people are probably going to sleep here with him now.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the soldiers returned after ten years. After many years of fighting, all the soldiers have already seen through life and death, and they all said in unison: "I wish to live and die with the general!"

After finishing his speech, the man on the opposite side also raised his hand as a signal, and the soldiers who had been eyeing him for a long time rushed forward immediately, and the shouts of killing resounded through the sky.

However, even if it is a desperate fight, how can 13 people be the opponents of hundreds of elite soldiers.The sword passed through their bodies, and Lou Chen watched the soldiers around him fall down one by one, until he was the only one left.

Retreating while fighting, he has retreated to a desperate situation.

There were thousands of chasing soldiers before and there was a cliff before him. Lou Chen couldn't dodge and slid down the edge of the cliff. Thanks to the conditioned reaction formed by his years of martial arts training, he was able to grab the side and protrude the moment he fell backwards. base stone.

"Isn't General Lou not afraid of death? Why is it that he is holding on at this moment?" The man took two steps forward to the edge of the cliff, and suddenly stepped on Lou Chen's hand that was holding onto the rock, and pushed him hard. Moved twice.

The weight of an adult man coupled with the deliberate crushing, the strength concentrated on the knuckles, ten fingers connected to the heart, Lou Chen's whole body twitched because of the pain that pierced the bone marrow, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, without letting out a single groan or groan.

He was not afraid of death, but because he had promised that person that he would never give up any hope of life, but it was just that the promise would come to nothing after all.

As the general who protects the country of Nanliang, it is impossible for him to surrender and be captured by the Yan people.

One death is the final outcome, but... he is unwilling!

Lou Chen turned his head and looked to the southwest, the top of Cang Ai Mountain was in the farthest of his eyes, and his true face was shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round.The south of Cang Ai is Nanliang, the place where he fought and shed his blood, but he will never go back.

"General Lou, I respect your blood and loyalty, and I don't want you to die so wrongly. I am not afraid to tell you now. Do you know why your sneak attack today was exposed?"

Lou Chen frowned, if the anger in his eyes could turn into substance, the man would have been burned to powder by now.

But everything was in vain, the man remained unmoved in the face of Lou Chen's anger.

He even bent down and put his palm on the back of Lou Chen's.If it weren't for him cracking Lou Chen's fingers one by one, the gentle tone would make people mistakenly think that he was whispering to his lover—every word is fascinating.

"Heh, it's just because I got the news early in the morning, this sneak attack is just a catch in the urn, and it's just a plan."

"Your Liang Dynasty has discord, and the empress family is short-sighted and short-sighted. They always only care about immediate interests. For their own self-interest, they ruin your reputation. Not to mention you are called a sycophant, they even murder Zhongliang and force you to fight with injuries."

"Even if you are enshrined in the tomb after your death, you can't escape the name of a sycophant. Your Lou family will not be able to wash away this filthy reputation."

"General Lou, your loyalty is misplaced. You are loyal to the country. Has your majesty ever served you in your country? Such foolish loyalty...Nanliang can't stand it."

Lou Chen was powerless to resist, and could only watch helplessly as his last finger was broken off.

The man called Lou Chen's name in a gentle whisper, and finally said: "If there is an afterlife, don't be born in Nanliang. General Lou, farewell..."

There was no cry, no scream, no rebuttal, Lou Chen knew that every word the man said was true, and since the day he was ordered to fight, he had already predicted the ending.

But if you know it, you know it, but every sentence of the man is still like a sharp knife piercing his heart.He fought with that little bit of hope, but hope turned into despair after all.

At the last moment of his life, Lou Chen could only look straight in the direction of Cang Ai Mountain, which was his hometown that he could never return to, and the place where he wanted to be buried.

In a daze, he seemed to see a golden light flashing on the top of the mountain, and the whole land was illuminated by orange and yellow.However, it was only for a moment, and the light was so bright that Lou Chen even thought it was just an illusion before he died.

But no matter the illusion, seeing the legendary fairyland before death is the last consolation.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Lou Chen turned his head towards the Nanliang Imperial City, and whispered silently: "Gao Yu, farewell..."

If there is an afterlife...

***

"Clack clack..."

The sound of horseshoes rattling woke up someone's sweet dream. Lou Chen suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the narrow carriage in front of him in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

In front of my eyes, there seems to be a flash of swords and swords, and there are shouts of killing and weeping in my ears.

He clearly remembered that he had been chased by Beiyan's army to a dead end, and fell off the cliff. How could he open his eyes again and find himself in a slowly moving carriage?

Lou Chen tried to turn his head, wanting to see what happened, but he didn't expect to hear a familiar but long-lost voice in his ears: "Why, finally woke up?"

Lou Chen was stunned. When the General Protecting the Country, who could ignore life and death, burst into tears instantly when he heard this question—it was the voice of the uncle who raised him and taught him literature and martial arts.

For many years, since his uncle went south and never returned, he has not heard this voice with a hint of seriousness, but always hides tenderness and love in it.

Lou Chen felt lost. In the sixth year of Wende, the general Lou Ye led an army to quell the rebellion in southern Xinjiang, but unexpectedly fell ill on the way and died in the hinterland of southern Xinjiang.At that time, he was still stationed at the foot of Cang Ai Mountain, and when he got the news and hurried back to the imperial city, what he saw was his uncle's cold corpse.

Not being able to see his uncle for the last time was the regret of Lou Chen's life, but he never thought that God would pity him and give him such a chance.

He tarnished the Lou family's reputation, and he was afraid that his uncle would not want to see him again, but he didn't expect that his uncle still loved him as much as before and would still come to see him.Lou Chen deeply felt that he could still see his uncle after his death, and it was worth hearing his exhortations.

His frozen and non-responsive reaction aroused the surprise of the uncle on the side, Lou Ye moved over Lou Chen's body, put his hand on his forehead, felt it and found that there was no fever: "Could it be that you have a nightmare? "

Lou Chen hesitated to speak, for fear that this was such a wonderful dream that he would wake up from this dream as soon as he opened his mouth. In the end, he could only stretch out his hands to hug Lou Ye tightly, and put his head into his arms.

"You..." Lou Ye was hugged and wanted to reprimand him, but he changed his words after hearing the low whimper of his little nephew: "Okay, okay, people who are twelve or thirteen years old. You have been able to marry a wife and have children for a few years, why are you still so casual. It’s just going to the palace to meet the Holy Majesty, and it’s not true that you will be thrown into the imperial city and not take you home. As for this frightened look?”

Enter the palace and see the Holy Majesty?

Lou Chen's body trembled, and it was only then that he belatedly realized that the arms hugging him were warm, and the hand touching his forehead was also dry.

Can the soul that has already arrived in the underworld still have temperature?Still need to enter the palace to face the saint?

Lou Chenwu's eyes widened, and he looked at his uncle who was looking at him gently with an unbelievable face, his mouth was murmured for a long time and he couldn't say a word.

Lou Ye looked at his little nephew's frightened face and flushed eyes, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Why do you look like a frightened little rabbit, with red eyes."

"I..." Lou Chen was about to ask something, but the carriage stopped.

The coachman's reminder interrupted the conversation between the two, and brought Lou Chen back to reality: "General, young master, the Xuande Gate is here."