[Comprehensive] When the cannon fodder bosses meet on a narrow road

At dawn, Yin Sansan stepped into the Tongxiang government office where Song Qingshu lived, and walked all the way to the bedroom in the back garden, but was stopped by a group of soldiers.

Seeing this, Yin San asked in a low voice, "Is the general still awake?"

The soldier lowered his voice and said, "The general hasn't closed his eyes for five days and five nights, how long has he been resting?"

Yin San hesitated slightly, "I'll wait here."

Not long after, a voice came from the room, "What's the matter? Come in and talk."

Yin San walked in in response, and saw Song Qingshu propping his forehead with one hand and leaning against the head of the bed in a daze, his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing this, Yin San deeply felt that he was more blessed than the general. The storm in the desert almost killed the general, and the general who was killed was always sick when he returned to Xinyang. With a few brothers crawling out of the desert, they are still in good health.

Yin San naturally didn't know that Song Qingshu's half life was committed to He Biweng's palm, but it really wasn't committed to the desert storm.

Song Qingshu was injured repeatedly, and he thought he had hurt his vitality, but he didn't want to see that the inner strength method in the ice cave had a miraculous effect, which greatly relieved Song Qingshu's internal injuries.

But when Yuan soldiers came, Song Qingshu divided his troops and dispatched generals, and personally led an army to Tongxiang, where they ran into Yuan soldiers face to face.

This fierce battle lasted for five days and five nights, Song Qingshu held on with his true energy and barely closed his eyes.

When the Yuan soldiers retreated, Song Qingshu also lay down and fell asleep without knowing his personnel.

Before he could rest enough, he was woken up by the sound outside the door. Song Qingshu had a terrible headache, so he could only lean on the head of the bed and asked feebly, "What happened? Yuan soldiers are here again?"

"No, no," Yin San lowered his head, "it's Xu Shouhui, who sent someone to send a post to invite the general to the banquet."

When Song Qingshu heard this, it took him a while to come back to his senses, and sneered, "Yuan Bing hasn't retreated for five hundred miles yet, he's interested, and I'm not afraid that people will get the news and make dumplings together!"

"No! Just say that the general is seriously injured and can't get up!" Song Qingshu lay back on the bed, ready to sleep for a while.He hurried back to Xinyang, and brought his people to Tongxiang. He had been on the verge of life and death for more than two months. Now he can breathe a sigh of relief, and he really has no patience to deal with Xu Shouhui.

Yin San responded and was about to go out, Song Qingshu suddenly remembered something again, "Is there any news from Dadu?"

Yin San shook his head, "Not yet."

Most of the news here has been intercepted by Yuan soldiers. Mongolian soldiers shoot pigeons with bows all day long, but not a single carrier pigeon can fly over.

Song Qingshu sighed, now he can't leave Tongxiang even for a moment, Yuan soldiers are always eyeing him, and if he is negligent, tens of thousands of people will die.

Suddenly, there was the sound of flapping wings outside the window lattice, and the soldiers standing outside the door saw the eagle that had just flown into the back garden.

As soon as the eagle spread its wings, it landed on Song Qingshu's bedside, flapped its wings twice, and chirped twice.

Song Qingshu raised his hand and touched Fei Jing's head, untied the bamboo tube under its claws, took out a letter, opened it, and found it was a marriage letter with the official seal.

One side writes Kukutmoor, and the other writes Soong.

Song Qingshu looked at the corner of his mouth and put away the marriage letter.

For several months, Song Qingshu had been dragged in Tongxiang, unable to separate himself.But at this moment, the wedding of the leader of the Ming religion and the head of Emei has been announced to the world.

When Song Qingshu heard the news, Yuan soldiers were less than ten miles away from where he was.

As Wang Baobao said, in front of Jiangshan, the love of children is nothing after all.When Song Qingshu heard the news, his heart was as calm as water.

All he was thinking at the moment was how to fight the battle in front of him and how to keep more people alive.

On the battlefield, blood is flowing, and a person's petty love is nothing.Besides, does he still love Zhou Zhiruo now?Song Qingshu didn't think so anymore.

Song Qingshu was behind the city wall, looking at the tents of Yuan soldiers in the distance, and what he thought of was the crying little prince in the ice cave.

There was a strong smell of blood on the battlefield, and the yuan soldiers retreated again, leaving countless corpses outside Tongxiang City, including rebels and yuan soldiers.

After every battle, there are countless things to do.

Song Qingshu has become very thin recently, but his whole body seems to have a fierce murderous aura.

Such Song Qingshu frightened Duan Rujin who came all the way from Wudang. He found Song Qingshu on the city wall, "Senior Brother Song, you...what happened to your hand?"

Song Qingshu turned his head and saw Duan Rujin, then looked down at his left hand holding the sword. The ring finger and little finger of his left hand were hanging weakly, "Why are you here? Shouldn't you go to Shaolin with your second uncle? I heard that Shaolin is going to open Butcher Assembly."

Duan Rujin took two steps forward and grabbed Song Qingshu's hand, "What's wrong with your fingers?"

"A little injury, nothing." Song Qingshu said casually. Back then, his phalanx was broken by Ah San's shock, which injured his meridians, so that his two fingers could not be used for a long time. These days, he was on the battlefield every day, and this old disease recurred. "What are you doing in Tongxiang?"

Duan Rujin looked regretful, "Master and the others heard that the battle is fierce here, so they asked me to bring my juniors to help Senior Brother Song."

Song Qingshu looked at Duan Rujin for a while, then sighed, "Rujin, look outside the city."

The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood outside the city was a mess.Under the light of night, it looked extremely tragic.

Song Qingshu said, "The battlefield is deep at night, and the cold moon shines on the bones. There are millions of teachers in Tongguan, and those who go there will die. Rujin, it is so difficult for Tai Shifu to establish a sect. There are not many disciples of the three generations of Wudang. If something happens, what can I do?" See Grand Master face to face."

Duan Rujin shook his head, "Sacrificing one's life for righteousness is what should be done."

Song Qingshu was about to persuade again, when suddenly there was a hoarse shout, "Report... Urgent report! General, King Ruyang has been killed by Tian Feng! King Ruyang is dead, and the Mongolian emperor issued an imperial decree to withdraw troops soon! "

All of a sudden there was thunderous cheers, Song Qing's face changed slightly, and he heard another soldier rushing towards him, "Report to the general! Xu Shouhui of Tianwan Kingdom was killed by his subordinate Chen Youliang. Chen Youliang captured Caishi and established himself as emperor. The name of the country is righteous."

The cheers on the top of the city stopped one after another, Song Qingshu glanced at the crowd, and said loudly, "Chen Youliang is treacherous, despicable and shameless, how can He De dare to call it righteous! Just mobilize the army and avenge Emperor Tianwan !"

Song Qingshu hastily descended the city wall, planning to attack Chen Youliang.Yuan soldiers had just retreated, Chen Youliang was full of ambition, and the opportunity was fleeting.

Duan Rujin hurriedly followed, Song Qingshu suddenly stopped and said to him, "Junior brother, I need your help with something."

Duan Rujin hurriedly said, "Brother, please tell me."

Song Qingshu said, "There are many orphans in Tongxiang City, please bring someone to resettle them. Yaohua will come to the city in a few days, Junior Brother, please listen to her orders for now."

Song Qingshu took a look at Duan Rujin, and said, "Although Yaohua is a woman, she is very talented. Junior brother, you must not underestimate her. Tell Yaohua for me to choose ten orphans, no matter male or female, just look at their qualifications. They brought them back to Xinyang."

Duan Rujin nodded in response, and asked again, "Why did you bring the orphan back to Xinyang?"

Song Qingshu said, "In order to run a righteous school."

Duan Rujin nodded half-understood, he naturally didn't know that Song Qingshu's move had a deep meaning, although it was only vaguely an idea, but he also wanted to prepare as soon as possible.He wanted to find a few talented children to train and take them in as disciples, maybe one of them would become his heir one day in the future.

Song Qingshu hurried forward, then stopped suddenly, and looked at the fiery red cloak on his body.He tore off the cloak, threw it to Yin San, and said, "Go back to the yamen and get me a plain dress."

Yin San couldn't figure it out, and said carelessly, "General, Xu Shouhui is the one who died, so we can't afford to wear mourning for him."

"What are you talking about!" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, "Whoever has the patience to wear mourning for him, you can go if you are told!"

When the Mingjiao Rebel Army broke the siege of Shaolin, Song Qingshu broke through the quarry, Han Liner joined forces inside and outside, and Chen Youliang died in the rebellion.

The Mingjiao army gathered in Haozhou, and Song Qingshu had led his troops to unify the four provinces of Henan, Hunan, Hubei, and Jiangxi, and his forces spanned the north and south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, Ye Xi and other generals who followed Song Qingshu from the beginning of Weimo supported Song Qingshu as King Zhao at the same time.

The name of King Song Zhao resounded throughout the Central Plains.The power is so strong that Yuan soldiers dare not touch the edge lightly.

At the same time, in the metropolis, the newly appointed Ruyang King Wang Baobao, who was dressed in filial piety, received a marriage certificate with the seal of King Song Zhao.Under Zhaowang and Wangfei, Wang's name is written.

Wang Baobao smiled wryly, thinking that no matter when, Qingshu would never suffer.

After thinking about it, he wrote a letter and asked Fei Jing to take it back.

Half a month later, the letter was delivered to Song Qingshu.

"I will return to Mobei, and Qing will stay in the Central Plains forever. Between you and me, it is like the two poles of heaven and earth. In the past, Baoding said a word, and now it has become a prophecy. Seeing that Qing's great cause is about to be accomplished, Xiao Wang is both happy and regretful. We know each other by fate, but we have no love." Goodbye. Lucky? Regretful?"

Song Qingshu rubbed the letter paper for a long time before saying in a low voice, "Hate is not as good as Chao Youxin, lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep." I used to think that poetry learning is unintentional, but now I feel that it is very compatible.

The door creaked suddenly, and a girl with picturesque features poked her head in. When she saw Song Qingshu, she smiled, "Brother Qingshu."

Song Qingshu hurriedly put away the letter, "I don't regret my sister."

Yang Buhui walked over with a smile, and said, "Brother Qingshu, can I go to the women's school as a teacher?"

Song Qingshu was amused, "What do you want to teach?"

Yang Buhui blinked, "Teaching martial arts."

Song Qingshu nodded, "Okay, you can go to Yaohua, and she will arrange it for you."

Yang Buhui smiled with crooked eyebrows, but he was still standing next to Song Qingshu. After a long time of tweaking, he said, "Brother Qingshu, do you like Sister Yaohua? Now many people are guessing whether you want to marry Sister Yaohua." princess."

Song Qingshu shook his head and laughed, "Yaohua doesn't like me at all."

As soon as Song Qingshu put away his smile, his face became serious. He has a very good appearance, but now most people will be intimidated by his aura when they see him at first sight, and instead ignore his appearance.

Song Qingshu said seriously, "I don't regret my sister, I'm already married."

Yang Buhui lost his voice, "How is it possible? Why doesn't anyone know? Brother Qingshu, who are you married to?"

Song Qingshu sighed, "I don't regret my sister, I will never lie to you, and I can't say who he is."

"There is a person, even if we can't see each other, we miss him all the time. In this life, the only thing I have to do with him is a marriage letter."

Yang Buhui said slowly, "Brother Qingshu, with your current abilities, can't you be with him? Could it be that you like a girl like Miss Zhao like Brother Wuji?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, "The person I like will never give up his clan and responsibilities. He values ​​the country more than himself. He treats his clan better than himself."

Song Qingshu's expression was soft, he didn't know what he thought of, but Yang Buhui had already shed tears unknowingly.

In the 28th year of Zhengzheng, Wang Baobao stationed troops in Taiyuan to protect Emperor Yuan Shun and the crown prince from returning to the north.In the same year, Dadu fell, and King Zhao's iron cavalry captured Dadu, and King Zhao personally entered Yuan Ruyang Palace.

At this moment, the Ruyang Prince's Mansion is still rich and majestic, but its face has long been changed.King Zhao ordered that the Ruyang Palace be kept in its original appearance, and thus the Palace of King Zhao was built.

The Mingjiao army occupied the northwest of the Yangtze River. Zhu Yuanzhang's plan to force Mingjiao's advocate Wuji away. The new leader Yang Xiao was unable to control the rebel army.

Zhu Yuanzhang prepares his troops and waits for the final decisive battle with Song Qingshu.This year, Song Yuanqiao, who has become the head of Wudang, went down to Wudang Mountain to meet Song Qingshu in person.

Song Yuanqiao lived in Prince Zhao's mansion for three days, and finally spoke out about his coming.

It's time for Song Qingshu to get married, and Ye Yaohua, who was born in the Ye family in Yongjia, is the best candidate.

This is not only the meaning of the elders of the Wudang School, but also the thinking of scholars all over the world.This year is the year when Song Qingshu was established.

No one knew what Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao said, only saw Song Yuanqiao's face was pained when he left.

Not long after, Song Qingshu selected five people from the Yi School to be adopted sons, and posted a notice, announcing Ye Yaohua's continuous achievements to the common people.

Ye Yaohua was granted the title because of her meritorious service, but it was not the imperial titles such as princess or wife, but Xuan Guohou.

On the day the notice was posted, a pair of Bi people stood in front of the gate of Xinyang City.

Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min went to sea for several years, and when they returned to the Central Plains, they felt that things were different.

Zhang Wuji said with emotion, "I didn't expect Brother Song to be so powerful."

Zhao Min looked at the notice but was a little dazed. She recalled the honor of being the princess in those days, and commanding the heroes to point out the glory of the country as a woman.

She turned her head to look at Zhang Wuji, and suddenly smiled, what was there to think about in the past, at least she has never regretted it now.

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Brother Wuji, after you have seen Senior Brother Song, come with me to the desert to meet brother."

Zhang Wuji nodded in agreement, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar person standing not far away.

I haven't seen him for several years, but that person is still Xiuruo Zhilan, who is Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes fell on Zhang Wuji's face, and she said softly, "Brother Wuji."

Not far away, in a restaurant, a person stood by the window.That man has a handsome face and black hair like ink. He is the current King Song Zhao.

His gaze stopped on Zhou Zhiruo's face, and then he focused on Zhao Min's face. After a while, he sighed quietly, and slowly looked away.

A dignified and elegant beauty approached the window from behind him, looked down, and said softly, "My lord, from Yaohua's point of view, Princess Shaomin is not very similar to King Ruyang."

The corners of Song Zhaowang's lips were slightly curved, and he tapped his fingers on the window lattice twice, his ring finger and little finger were still hanging down weakly.

King Song Zhao groaned, "I have no choice but to be bound by some fame and wealth, and helpless to be burdened by his love. It's a pity that the romantic always has nothing to do. At the beginning, I used the epithet to stay in China, but now I miss Qin Lou's appointment."

King Song Zhao turned around and walked out. As soon as he opened the door of the private room, he heard the sound of a piano in the hall on the first floor.

The woman who sang the song made a high-pitched voice, "The sky is long and the road is far away, and the soul is flying bitterly. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. Long-term lovesickness destroys the heart!"

In the northern city of Mobei, the sand and dust rose again, and the sound of horns resounded in every corner.King Ruyang boarded the city wall and looked into the pass, where an eagle flew from the pass.

King Ruyang looked gentle and heaved a sigh of relief.