I'm not Murong Chong

Ren Zhen glanced at Murong Yong with a guilty conscience, and stammered a little: "This... Did I say something wrong?" Seeing that it was late at night, Murong Yong stepped forward and made a bed for him habitually: "No."

But Han Yan clearly...

"You are Emperor Dayan, you can say what you say, is there any reason?" Murong Yong raised his head and said, Ren Zhen felt that the words were a bit ironic, so he suddenly got angry and sat on the bed, pressing on the bed Murong Yong's hand: "I just can't hear those words, barbaric! If Yan Jun always kills people like this, he won't be popular, even if he occupies Chang'an, he won't stay for long!" Murong Yong gave him a strange look, and smiled wryly for a long time: "The emperor misunderstood. What I mean is that what you said is the imperial decree. There is no mistake, and there is no need to explain it to the courtiers—it's just that Han Yan is ambitious and will never be loyal to us Xianbei. The emperor must guard against it." Watch out for him—if he changes his mind, he may repeat the same mistakes that King Jibei did back then."

Murong Chong was the mastermind behind the uprising and mutiny that killed the King of Jibei back then. Hearing what he said, Ren Zhen realized that Murong Chong is completely different from the past, but his words were still concerned and loyal, and he couldn't help feeling grateful—— If it wasn't for Murong Yong's all-in-one promotion, he still doesn't know how this imposter will end up.Murong Yong waved his hands: "The emperor, please move your hips, the bed will be made in the end." Ren Zhen moved his right buttocks meaningfully, and said embarrassingly: "Aren't you an official worshiper? The generals on the left and right Above all, why do you need to do this? There are no maids in the palace?"

"Yes, but you don't like them serving you." Besides, you used to be irritable and irritable, killing people for fun, who would dare to serve you, a demon king?Murong Yong glanced at him, "I have been serving you since you were 16 years old when you were released as the prefect of Pingyang. It's been ten years, and I'm used to it...you too—" He stopped suddenly, because Ren Zhen suddenly pointed He stared at him with horror, and saw Ren Zhen crawling over with hands and feet, looked at him eye to eye and nose for a while, and blew into his ear: "Actually, you are quite handsome after washing and washing. Is it~" Murong Yong's hair stood on end, he quickly took a step back, swallowed, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, you must not do this in front of people—" Even if you are pretending, you have to pretend to be like that, the former Murong Chong But even if you kill him, you can't say such molesting words!

Ren Zhen raised his hand in surrender: "Yes, yes, I listen to you. I will study hard~" Hearing this, Murong Yong pulled out a few books and piled them all on the bedside: "Tomorrow, I will learn Xianbei characters and national history— —Is there any monarch in the Murong family who doesn't even remember the family law of his ancestors?"

Ren Zhen opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at him and showed him a copy: "There is also the official script in Chinese—you can't always ask me to interpret and write the imperial edicts of the state every time."

"There are also books on the art of war..."

Ren Zhen collapsed, foaming at the mouth, and felt that he had instantly returned to his hard-working student days ten years ago.

Murong Yong waited until Ren Zhen pretended to be crazy and finally fell asleep, before he came out behind closed doors.At this moment, the spring is cold and the night wind is bitter, and his spirit is shaken. Instead of going back to his room, he climbs up the steps to the tower. This is the first time he went to Efang alone at night.When the Qin Dynasty destroyed the six kingdoms, it built palaces between Jing and Wei, especially Afang. Later, it was burnt to ruins by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. Sixth, only the outer city remains the same, so it is called Acheng.At the beginning, Murong Chong chose this place to enthroned and proclaimed himself emperor because the palace here was well-equipped and easy to defend and difficult to attack, so he was able to garrison troops to besiege Chang'an.Murong Yong looked at the shadowy Qinchuan River for eight hundred miles from the towering high wall of Efang Palace, and what he saw was the stretch of palaces between the Wei and the Wei, and the westernmost point was the glorious Chang'an—their first and final battle front direction.He let out a soft, silent breath.

There was a chuckle from behind, Murong Yong didn't look back, and said leisurely: "Mr. Yao hasn't slept yet?"

"Just like General Murong, he has so many things on his mind that he can't sleep at night." Although Yao Song is a Qiang, he doesn't like braiding his hair, nor does he like wearing a crown. The spirit of immortality advocated by the scholars of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in the south of the Yangtze River.It's a pity that Murong Yong knows that the person in front of him is definitely not a "fairy", but a counselor full of vicious thoughts: "Oh? It must be a big deal to make Mr. Yao worry about you."

"It's not a big deal. I just want to ask, 'he', where did you find the baby?"

Murong Yong asked in surprise, "Who?"

Yao Song stepped forward and stood side by side with Murong Yong, looking at the city of Chang'an together: "...Han Yan Gaogai and those reckless people can't see it, how can you not see something wrong with him after ten years of following him?"

Murong Yong usually fought against him, wishing to swallow him alive, but at this moment his attitude was very peaceful, he glanced at Yao Song——among the sons of Yao Chang, the Qiang chieftain, Yao Song, the youngest son of a concubine, was the only one with a beautiful appearance, completely It's not like Yao Xing, the son of the eldest son, but he has a bit of the description of Murong Chong back then. It's no wonder that Murong Chong in the past was such a cruel and ruthless character, and he was the only one who looked up to him.

"What's the difference? The emperor is the emperor." He said calmly, "The Xianbei royal family was killed by Fu Jian long ago in Chang'an City. It’s our emperor’s bloodline that’s right. As long as he’s still around, we’ll have the right time and harmony. In the future, when we go to Chang’an, we’ll go back to Guandong and fight for the throne with King Wu.” As for whether the inner soul changes or not—as long as it can be suppressed Live him, who cares about a puppet?

Yao Song turned his head, and slowly stretched out his hand to caress Murong Yong's chin: "If you had fought Murong Chui at that time, it would not be difficult to kill a Murong Chong who was completely defenseless against you. If you can't compete with Murong Chui—I'm afraid you will break off the beautiful head of that phoenix and surrender to Murong Chui, right?" After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands together, giggled and praised: "What a progress!" You can attack and retreat but defend, Murong Yong, in vain that lunatic treated you as a loyal life-and-death friend when no one recognized him, you treated him worse than the old thief Fu Jian!"

Murong Yong smiled in amazement: "Yao Song, this is not in your father's army, don't talk nonsense."

"On the tower tonight, you and I are the only ones, and you still have to be stubborn?"

"After I am also Emperor Wuxuan, it is my lifelong wish to return to Yan. What's wrong?" Murong Yong sneered and said, "And where are you going? Fu Jian's Feishui was defeated—at that time your father Yao Chang Not yet, but still helping Fu Rui to defend Huayin——you arrived in Pingyang, and Murong Chong raised his troops in every possible way——I originally planned to go north to attack Bingzhou and occupy a foundation for the future, but you encouraged him to go west and attack Puban crosses Fengling, crosses Tongguan, and goes straight to Chang'an! Chang'an is the capital of Kyushu. This piece of fat is really too big. We Yan people don't want to take it, and we can't take it. Then the capricious father can take his Qiang tribe and run out to pick up this huge bargain!"

After Yao Song listened to it with a smile, he shook his head and said, "Chang'an is a hot potato. No one in the world knows it? The former Fenghuang was crazy, but not stupid—you never thought about why he had to take down Chang'an?! He and you It’s different, Murong Yong, you are so ambitious and want to use him to build your own immortal achievements, and Murong Chong lives for him only for revenge!” He looked at Murong Yong, “…his lifelong wish is not to return to Yan. , is to destroy Qin! You have different ways and are not conspiring with each other."

Murong Yong fell into a long silence.Didn't he think about it?Yes... Why did Murong Chong, the king of Zhongshan, who was so bright and clear back then, become such a murderous demon king? He was present and witnessed every bit of Murong Chong's humiliation, hatred and pain in the past.But he would rather not be delusional.Murong Chong, as a direct descendant of the royal family, if you have no intention of returning to Yan, then you should open the way for the true hero of Great Yan to revive Murong—with your flesh and blood!

The last bit of hesitation dissipated, and Murong Yong looked at Yao Song unhappily: "Whether I am like-minded with him or not will be known later. I know your purpose is to let him take down Chang'an and then profit from it. But at least for now, our purpose Unanimity——Now that Qin Yan is confronting each other, the situation is deadlocked. If we continue to fight among ourselves, we will kill ourselves—you and I have to make peace temporarily, and bring those arrogant soldiers for him! Gao Gai Han Yanduan and those bandits will be able to make Murong Hong The rebellion against him will also cause Murong Chong's rebellion—at that time, you and I will not talk about doing our own thing, I'm afraid we won't even be able to get a whole corpse."

Yao Song raised his lips, agreeing to the temporary verbal agreement: "Naturally, 'he' is ignorant now, of course you and I have to support this for him—the Great Yan Kingdom with only one city and one pool."

Ren Zhen was really "ignorant", and was awakened by the military report the next day when he was still sleeping soundly. It said that Qin General Dou Chong led more than [-] riders out of the city to attack Bashang at night to meet Qin Pingyuan who returned to Chang'an from Luoyang Gong Fuhui, Duan Sui, the defender of Bashang, was invincible, fled in a hurry, and retreated ten miles. Dou Chong rushed into the city, beheaded eight hundred and returned.

Ren Zhenren got up, his soul was still floating three feet above his head and he couldn't open his eyes. He just squinted his eyes when he heard the military report, crawled through his hair dullly, and said "oh".Murong Yong also has dark eyes and a messy beard at the moment. He thinks that after receiving the report late at night, he will not be able to rest in peace. So far, he has cast a glance at Ren Zhen who has not yet got up after three shots in the morning. The Emperor: "How do you think we should deal with Duan Sui?" Before he could answer, he said bitterly: "Although Duan Sui is a wealthy Xianbei family, he may not really do his best for the Murong family. He has tried his best! I still ask the emperor to issue an order to transfer him back to Afang to be punished, and finally the general is willing to lead the troops to Bashang on his behalf!"

Ren Zhen was in a daze for a while, took a sip of the butter tea on the bedside, frowned and said, "Tasty." Looking at Murong Yong's eyes, he gradually regained his spirit - this is when he finally recovered from getting up and became sober. coming. "Don't use goat's milk for cooking this next time—cow's milk...too bad, there are no cows here...the milk of yellow cows is probably the same..." He snapped, and then cut to the point: "Then Dou Chong has returned to Chang'an , has Duan Sui returned to the army?"

Murong Yong was stunned for a moment, then he nodded unconsciously and said: "The remnants of the army have been packed up and returned to Bashang this morning."

Ren Zhen nodded: "Okay. Give him the decree of Daoism, reward and comfort him, and order him to train hard, keep Bashang well, and don't repeat the same mistakes."

Murong Yong was stunned: "That's it?! Our Xianbei army is extremely strict, and mistakes must be punished. If we are so conniving, how can we convince the people?"

"What about the consequences of extremely strict military management? Mistakes must be punished, but meritorious service may not be rewarded. Because of this, the King of Jibei lost the morale of the army and died on it. Even Murong Chong—even I, may not be popular." Ren Zhen said calmly, "Besides, Duan Sui stationed troops on Bashang, which was originally used to besiege the city. Now that the Qin soldiers have retreated, he still occupies Bashang. Even if he lost his troops and generals, he did not lose this stronghold in the end. It is not considered strategically. fail."

"But Fu Hui led the reinforcements into Chang'an, which is at a great disadvantage to us!"

"What's the big disadvantage? Why didn't Dou Chong take over Bashang when he attacked at night? Because he couldn't take it—Fu Jian no longer dared to divide his troops. That's why he took the risk to welcome Fu Hui's Luoyang army into the city—but Chang'an was already dead. Cheng Gucheng, the more Qin soldiers enter the city, the more difficult it is to prepare food and grass, and Fu Jian will be more eager to fight—this is better than the stalemate between the two armies."

Murong Yong didn't seem to expect that Ren Zhen would say that, and after thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't think of a reason to refute it, but he always felt that something was wrong or he was not used to it: "...Then, then this is how it will go?"

"Oh, no, Han Yan has to be punished. His barracks is the closest to Bashang, Fu Hui led troops to the west without him noticing, and he didn't have time to ask for help when Bashang was attacked, so he can't do without punishment."

Murong Yong felt that he was acting recklessly: "Han Yan relaxed his defense because he was not in the camp last night to deal with the deserters. Could it be that he was punished for his merits?"

"Deal with deserters? I think there are more demonstrations." Ren Zhen yawned, and said disapprovingly: "I read the old military newspaper classics last night until the early morning. If I guessed correctly, Han Yan has always been Duan Sui's confidant Because he killed Murong Hong, the king of Jinbei, and replaced Murong Chong, the king of Zhongshan, Han Yan was considered a traitor by the old department, but it was actually because of his successor at the peak—these two people have always echoed each other and were not controlled by the central government. , so before you promoted Gao Gai to the left general, it was also to contain Duan Han and the two of you—then take advantage of this to separate the two of them. Han Yan holds a grudge very much. Do what you say."

Murong Yong stared at him, and said for a while, "...wait a minute, don't you know Xianbei?"

Ren Zhen slumped on Hu's bed as if weary: "I brought Yao Song to read it in the middle of the night. I listened and read it, and found that Xianbei script is quite difficult to understand~" After a pause, he slammed his mouth as if aftertaste: " But reading at night with the lamp on, nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, isn't the life of the ancients quite interesting?"

"..." Murong Yong was speechless, and had the urge to drag Yao Song out and beat him up.