The happy life of the devil and the devil

Miao Zhen completed the 120th and eighth circle outside the Xihua Gate, and looked in again anxiously.

He drove here early this morning, one was to protect the envoy Mr. Du, and the other was to wait to be summoned by him.It is said that the Lord will get his turn after seeing that Du Shilang, but...

It's been nearly a month, and as a military attache of the mission, he has learned enough about Mr. Du's temper.Stiffness is tough enough, this mission was in a hurry, he was led fast all the way, and when he got off the horse, the insides of his thighs were bloody and bloody, but he never groaned.But once the mouth was opened, it was sarcasm and merciless, which was also daunting to everyone.That day, a box of gifts for the adults broke, and the deputy envoy was caught by him when he was worried about replenishing the goods. He said something like "slavery" and "gentle sweeping the floor", just pick up any ugly sentence explain!

But fortunately, Miao Zhen heard the news in private, and the peace talks did not count on him at this time - all he wanted was a strong character, no matter how fierce he was, he had to hold on to the big scene.Otherwise, when the opponent's sword and gun were lit, your envoy fell to the ground and couldn't walk, only trembling, that would be really embarrassing.As for talking about ransom, talking about prisoners of war, and bargaining under the table, all of them are left to the deputy envoy from the household department.

Having said that, there are quite a few people in the army who are brave and not afraid of death, and it is really not easy to find a few among the civil servants.It is said that Mr. Du was also his teacher--that broken mouth, please don't mess with Mr. Du!

Just as he was beating drums in his heart, he saw that Mr. Du was sent out by two black-clothed guards all the way.Miao Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up, and before he raised his hand, he watched Master Du stumble on the flat ground. If the guards beside him didn't pull him so fast, he would almost have fallen into the mud.Looking at the face again, the pair of eyes that are always radiant and awe-inspiring are now aimlessly scattered, and they seem to be in a trance.

——Isn’t it true that you really messed up your lord?How much anger does your lord have to get mad to scare him like this?This Master Du does not seem to be a person who is not intimidated...

Before he had time to ask, a soldier in black armor had already stood in front of him.Miao Zhen recognized him as Tie Yunqi—now he should be called Xuanjiawei—the guards among them, although they were not the lord's personal guards, they were still familiar with each other.However, there was no room for them to reminisce about the past at this time, the soldier let go of Du Shilang who was still trying to stand still, with a sullen face, and bowed his hands firmly:

"Master Miao? — Your Excellency summoned you."

From the moment he stepped into the gate of Jinshen Hall, Miao Zhen seemed to have returned to the familiar northern border.

The soldiers guarding the gate were dressed in black and armor, no matter the style and color of the military uniform, at a glance, they were [-] points similar to the Tie Yunqi beside the adults back then.There is no difference in the tall and straight posture standing with the knife, and the vigilant and sharp eyes.The awe-inspiring murderous look revealed in that expression and attitude, in the eyes of Miao Zhen, who has been unemployed for a year and was restrained by his parents and relatives and not even allowed to go out of the house to run a horse, there is a kind of kindness.

Walking all the way in, there were people coming in and out of several wing rooms, their footsteps were hurried, and there was no noise.Miao Zhen quickly stepped into the main hall, and with just one sweep, his chest was so sore that it almost burst.

Your Excellency sat upright in the hall, He Liu, Xi Jun, Xia Bai, Jin Bo, one by one familiar faces, stood on the left and right like nails; a little further to the side, there stood two rows of guards with halberds, black clothes and black armor, against the wall. Zhang Zhang is a familiar face.

This situation is no different from any day in the past when the adults gathered to discuss military affairs and promote rewards and punishments.

Tears welled up in his eyes, plopped down on his knees, and choked up, "My lord!"

"...Get up." Above his head, Ling Yucheng replied with a slightly trembling voice, "Get up. Are you—— all right?"

"Your subordinate is fine." Miao Zhen clenched his hands on the ground tightly into fists, relying on the sharp pain from his nails sinking into his palms, he managed to keep from crying, "My lord—my lord, you——"

how are you

His Excellency was unjustly imprisoned that day, and he had heard about all kinds of incidents later, even though he had not personally experienced them. With his temperament, the year he spent with the Lord of Beiliang... How could it be possible to say a good word!

But to put it badly...

In a foreign country, as a subject, how dare you say bad things.

Reluctantly raising his head with tears in his eyes, the lord pressed his hands on the table and leaned forward, lowering his head to meet his eyes, obviously trying his best to suppress the turbulent mood.After all, they were former subordinates, Miao Zhenqiang endured the sadness and thought in a daze, even if he hated his homeland, his lord still cares about these old subordinates——

There was a sudden sharp pain in the bottom of his heart, and what he saw on the way to the mission was brought to mind. He could no longer suppress the urge to endure it all the time, took two steps on his knees, and kowtowed heavily:

"My lord, I beg you to save them—save your subordinates! They are all good men, and they have not disgraced your lord. They shouldn't be trampled in the mud like dead dogs..."

long silence.

It's always been like this, the adults don't make a sound, and their subordinates don't dare to make a noise no matter how bold they are, at most they secretly exchange a few glances.In the silence, the sound of lightly tapping the table with fingertips was exceptionally clear. It was obvious that Ling Yucheng was also in a dilemma, and he couldn't make up his mind.

After a long time, there was a soft sound of wood scraping the ground, Ling Yucheng pushed the case, and sighed long:

"...Beijiang, why did it become like this!"

"...Your Excellency." Protecting the envoys all the way, after Miao Zhen stepped into the northern border, there was not a single day that he did not contact his former comrades from the old ministry. Everyone was really sad when they talked about it. "My lord, that fellow Zhao Sheng has made my brothers suffer! The wages are insufficient, the food is not enough to eat, the armor and equipment are damaged and cannot be replenished, and the barbarians from the north step in every three days to beat the grass! Everyone privately It is said that compared to when the adults were still there, it is really a sky and an earth..."

"Dacaogu?" Ling Yucheng snorted coldly.This word is almost the most painful memory of every northerner. The northern Liang cavalry came and went like the wind on the border, slaughtering villages and raiding market towns. When he first arrived in northern Xinjiang, almost every family had their relatives killed by their swords. , or be taken captive by them and become slaves, those northern Liang cavalry don’t even regard the people of Yuxia as human beings——Dacaogu, this kind of word that sounds like harvesting crops, is what they call the intrusion into Dayu, burning, killing and looting !

"They know how to hit the grassland, you don't? How did I lead you guys to do it at that time, - have you given it back to me!"

"My lord!" Miao Zhen slammed his forehead on the ground heavily, tears welling up like a fountain. "It's not that no brothers have done this before! But, that Zhao Sheng, he said, said that we were good at starting quarrels... Dozens of brothers were chopped off by him... Afterwards, no one dared to..."

He finally couldn't hold back the bitterness and anger rolling in his chest, he beat the ground hard with his fists, and wailed loudly:

"My lord, the Beijiang camp is over, it's over! Beijiang is no longer what it used to be..."

At some point, Ling Yucheng had already reached the center of the main hall.He looked down at his former subordinate who was crying like a child at his feet, and clenched his palms into fists. After a long time, he turned his back inch by inch and looked up to the sky:

"I don't need to say these words in the future. ——I am no longer your general."

"You also know that you are not their general!"

A solemn voice with fierce anger suddenly broke in, and everyone turned their heads almost at the same time, and saw Yuan Shao waved away the black-clothed guards who followed in fear, and pushed the door straight in.Miao Zhen froze, before he could figure out where the Northern Emperor's anger came from, Ling Yucheng took a step back, and knelt quietly:

"The minister is guilty of death."

There was a clatter of nail leaves, and everyone inside and outside the main hall knelt down in unison.Yuan Shao didn't answer, and walked to Ling Yucheng step by step with a sullen face, bowed his head with his hands behind his back, stared at him but said nothing.

The atmosphere in the classroom was extremely tense.It was Miao Zhen who was kneeling on the side, remembering the two words the lord said just now, his vest couldn't stop breaking out in cold sweat, wishing there was a hole in the ground to hide in.From the corner of the eye he glanced to the side quietly, but Ling Yucheng was silent, let alone pleading for mercy, being stared down by Yuan Shao so condescendingly, he just knelt down on the ground without moving his clothes or hair .

"...I'm not going to take this as an example." Feeling in a trance that a lifetime had passed, Miao Zhen heard the voice above his head again. He took a deep breath instinctively, only to realize that his chest was almost bursting with pain due to excessive breath holding. :

"For the sake of admitting your mistake. Get up and go out with me!"

Throwing Ling Yucheng back to the bedroom, and ordering him to stay behind and reflect on himself, Yuan Shao flicked his hands and went back to the front hall to deal with government affairs, still full of anger.

How could he say such things in front of the old department!Or, how dare he!

Fortunately, I came in by myself today. If I happened to be on a whim, I would bring a few ministers, even a few servants!Even if one word of those words falls into the ears of others, it is not something that can be settled by kneeling down and cursing a few words!

This guy, when will he be relieved!

Thinking of this, I can't wait to sweep Yu Xia's mission out.Don't think he doesn't know what those idiots did in the capital—the conditions offered to Beiliang are unbelievably low, but they have money to give gifts and hit wooden clocks everywhere.They still drill their heads every day, trying to find a way to open up relationships and visit prisoners of war, and if they let it go, who knows what kind of moths they will come up with!

General Xiaowu is still closing the sword gate with his troops ready to attack!

"One million taels of silver and one million bolts of silk just want to redeem Jianmenguan! There is still 300 million guan to reward military expenses-I don't need this money from him?! Tell them, if you are so dishonest, you will get out of here!"

Shen Shiliang, who was bearing the anger head-on, shook off his cold sweat, bowed low, and bowed out from the small study room in the east side of Zhaoxin Hall.To be honest, the value of middle-aged men on the market has recently risen to 20 taels, and the [-] to [-] prisoners of war who were captured in the invasion of Beiliang cost more than a million dollars in redemption alone.Not to mention the [-] prisoners of war and tens of thousands of civilians in Jianmen Pass... The value of the pass city itself has not been included in it.

Of course, because of the ruined autumn harvest due to this war, and the rewards and pensions given to the people and the army, the Yu Xia court had to bleed severely.Really think that they are all poor ghosts in Beiliang, and they have never seen money?

As soon as he left the palace, Shen Shiliang straightened his back.After calling the peace talks deputy who was waiting at the door, he straightened his face, raised his chin, and sneered:

"Go and tell those guys, let's not mention the ransom or not, the ration winter clothes for the prisoners of war, hurry up and send us over! ——Could it be possible that I, Da Liang, will take care of them?"

After dealing with the affairs of the day, it was already the beginning of the Shen Dynasty, and the bronze lotus lamp in the imperial study room was also brightly lit.At this time, the anger in Yuan Shao's chest finally subsided, and he began to think of Ling Yucheng who was thrown by him in the bedroom.

In fact, he went to Jinshentang before, and he was originally looking for Ling Yucheng to discuss the disposal of prisoners of war—Yu Xia was planning to redeem people back, and it would be useless to lock them up before the redemption, so why not take them out and do some digging? , The work of building canals and roads.According to the rules of Beiliang, whoever gets the spoils belongs to them. Should the prisoners captured by Ling Yucheng be used by himself or exchanged for others?There are also tens of thousands of people in Jianmen Pass. Whether they are plundered as slaves or allowed to be redeemed by Yu Xia, there must be a charter.

……never mind.Left and right Ling Yucheng said those words without intention, and when it was time to do something, he didn't see him being too soft.He has been scolded and punished, so why bother with him?

Thinking in this way, Yuan Shao waved his attendants back, raised his feet and walked towards the apse.Stepping into the vast atrium between the main hall and the sleeping hall, Yuan Shao paused, listened carefully, and frowned unhappily.

The sound of the flute is thin, lingering under the clear sky in late autumn.The player's skills are not very good, but his patience is good. He played a piece of music over and over again, and he didn't know how many times he played it.Hearing the sound, it was quite close to the sleeping hall, at best, it was separated by a wall.

——Which palace is the concubine not locked up properly? He only beat Ling Yucheng in the morning, and now he came here to practice the flute to invite pets!

Follow the sound and enter with anger, the five main rooms in the back hall are dimly lit, and there is no one there.Yuan Shao walked into the west room through the curtain, pushed open the small door behind the fan, and walked slowly along the corridor leading to Zhuori Hall. After walking a few steps, he silently stood in the erratic corner under the lights.

In the courtyard with sparse flowers and trees, Ling Yucheng stood quietly under a tall ginkgo tree, playing the flute with his lips to his lips, concentrating on playing.From where Yuan Shao was standing, he could only see his back, with his body half sideways, with a bamboo flute lying beside his mouth, his figure was particularly thin in the swaying shadows of the surrounding trees.

The sound of the flute is intermittent, and often stops for a while and then starts again. It is obvious that the flute player is also absent-minded, just playing to distract his mind, and he does not know what he is thinking while playing.The tune is somewhat familiar, it is faintly a bright and lively Jiangnan minor tune, but there is no trace of water splashing, joy flying, and difficulty swallowing. After listening to it for a long time, I feel inexplicably desolate and desolate.

—Is this his accent?

Is it the humming of a loving mother beside the pillow when I was a child?Is it Qing Ge who asked questions on the opposite side of the boat when he was young?Is it the drizzle in the deep alley, and the ditty coming from the cries of gardenias?Or the folk songs by the well and the river, accompanied by the sound of pounding clothes?

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old.

At sunrise, the river is more prosperous than fire, and the river is as green as blue in spring.

It is the hometown that cannot be seen for thousands of miles unless the horse steps on the city, and the hometown that cannot be returned for thousands of years.

Yuan Shao retreated lightly.

From the wall of the study, he took off a hornet with a silver inlaid mouth, took a deep breath, and held it to his lips.

A moment later, the distant and high-spirited sound of the horn sounded across a sleeping hall.

The sound of the horn was soft and low at first, winding around the flute sound like a gossamer, seeming to accompany and comfort.Gradually hovering upwards, wrapped in the sound of the flute, they rise to the sky together. The more they play, the higher and farther they become. The flute sounds rise together.It's like a big eagle flying with a sea dongqing. At first, it was still struggling in the bitter wind and rain. After passing through the clouds and rushing out of the wind and rain, the sky suddenly opened up.

The author has something to say: In fact, I want to say:

Your Majesty, you can't have such a double standard, okay...

ps: There are so few people, are you all busy with Double Eleven?