It's hard to seal a fool

In the blink of an eye, Ning Jing entered autumn.Song Qingming also stayed in the frontier for more than half a year.

These days, the barbarian attack has become more and more violent.Autumn is the time when horses, cattle and sheep are fattened up, but the people in Dawu are busy with harvesting.Every year, the barbarians would wantonly plunder during the autumn harvest, and this battle became more and more difficult to fight.

In the beginning, the army of the imperial court still had the upper hand, but until now, they lost more than they won.

Zhao Jin was established as the prince shortly after Song Qingming went to war.Speaking of the situation in Ningjing for many years, Bo Yun was treacherous. When Zhao Dechu came to the throne, the eldest son was born to the former queen, and the second son was born to the current queen. At that time, many ministers made petitions to make the eldest son the crown prince, but Zhao De was worried about his character. , Repeatedly shirk.

Until last year when the eldest prince tied his hair, he finally became anxious, and there was that time when Zhao Xi was left outside the palace.

Because if the prince of Dawu was not a prince after he tied his hair at the age of 15, he would be crowned king, and he would go to the fief after the age of 20. If there is no edict, he will not be allowed to enter Ningjing for life.

But after the first prince was imprisoned in the clan mansion, everything became easier.Zhao Jin was named the prince, which was also expected by all.

In fact, Song Qingming always had doubts in his heart. Zhao De didn't know that his eldest son had great ambitions, but he let him do what he did, and even harmed his sixth son. Could it be that he just wanted his second son to become the crown prince?Or do you want to see which son is more strategic and can persevere until the end on this road to the succession, and choose the most suitable heir?

Since ancient times, the sons and daughters of the royal family have fought against each other, and sometimes the reigning saints would turn a blind eye to the struggles of their sons like a hawk, but this approach was too cruel.

Zhao Xi grew up in such an environment, no wonder he was so cold-hearted.Perhaps compared to Prince Zhao Jin who is like a smiling tiger, his mind is more transparent and pure under the appearance of never pretending.

How could you think of him for no reason?The person who designed to cause himself to fall into Song Qianren's hands had already made up his mind to forget about it.Song Qingming shook his head, probably because the sage sent Zhao Xi to oversee the army at Xiaoguan.

Speaking of which, if the pace is not slow, he should arrive in a few days.

"Lord Zhonghou, what are you doing there?" Qin Shou walked over and put his hand on his shoulder. "Tomorrow morning we are going to suppress the rebellious Qiang again—how many times this month?"

Song Qingming shook his head, "I have [-] cavalry in my hand, but even so, the Qiang people will rebel repeatedly, and the soldiers will be exhausted."

A few months ago, General Zhuangwu transferred him from Xiagu Pass to Longxi Xiao Pass, and put Sun Youguang's soldiers under his name.And play please seal him to be promoted to a higher level.He is now the Marquis of Huaihua.

Others didn't know the truth and were envious, but Song Qingming himself knew that this was a hot potato.

"I hope you can finish the fight and go back early." Qin Shou sighed, "When you go back to Xiaoguan, the sixth prince should also be here."

"What did you ask him to do?" Song Qingming said dully, the man's threatening words still ringing in his ears.

Qin Shou raised his eyebrows, "No, I heard that you were very anxious the night the sixth prince returned to the palace, and Ning Jing's dental practice was almost turned upside down by you."

"... My mother's mistakes should naturally be borne by my son." It's just a pity that it was a step too late.I hope Zhao Xi can have less resentment towards the Duke's Mansion, and only remember to hate him.He turned his head and looked at Qin Shou impolitely, "You don't want to eat, what are you doing here?"

Qin Shou had no choice but to spread his hands and left in a self-defeating manner.

Song Qingming raised his head and looked up at the sky. After half a year of fighting and killing on the battlefield, the shadow of recalling that year had long since dissipated. He didn't hate Zhao Xi, but when he brought Zhao Xi back to the Duke's mansion, he thought that the two were in the same boat, but in the end it was Zhao Xi. Sprinkle salt in his wounds.

Forget it, when we get back to Xiaoguan, if Zhao Xi doesn't pick trouble, let's treat him as someone who has nothing to do.

The next day, three thousand cavalry gathered tents and other equipment, swept the yellow sand with their horseshoes, and rushed all the way to the territory of the Qiang people.And the one leading the army at the front was the handsome and resolute Zhonghou in red.

Although the rebellious Qiang people joined forces with the barbarians, they lacked sophisticated equipment. Song Qingming ordered Li Gou to lead a thousand cavalry to outflank the rear, and he himself led the way. With a single arrow from the rhubarb crossbow, the deputy general of the rebel army was shot down from his horse.The battle ended in less than two days, and the remaining [-] Qiang people surrendered.

"Your Majesty Zhonghou is really good at using soldiers like a god." Li Gou opened the military tent and came in, grinning and showing his big white teeth.

This Li Gou was exactly Li Gou'er who used to be a scout. When Song Qingming was in Xiaguguan, he felt that he had some talent in fighting and it was a pity to be a scout, so he was promoted.Now Li Gou and Song Qingming are expected to make a fortune, and Qin Shou, who is rumored to be a genius doctor in the army, is Song Qingming's right-hand man.

Seeing him coming in, Song Qingming nodded slightly and said, "It's not difficult to settle the chaos, the difficult thing is how to end it."

"Marquis Zhong is worried about how to deal with the 800 people who surrendered?"

Song Qingming nodded.It is not difficult for him to suppress the rebellious Qiang people in Longxi.However, in recent years, Hunyi has always wanted to join forces with the Qiang people to cut off the main road from Dawu to the Western Regions. For this reason, the imperial court did not hesitate to immigrate to the border and set up counties, which aroused the Qiang people's resistance.

But after all, they are the people of Dawu. Every time they are defeated, the Qiang people still have to let them go back after they surrender.But it won't be long before they rebel again.

After coming down so many times, the three thousand cavalry under Song Qingming were exhausted, and if it continued, the Xiaoguan army might also be in trouble internally and externally.

The best solution to this matter, in fact, Song Qingming already had the answer in his heart.But he didn't want to follow the wishes of the people behind this kind of unfavorable method, but the matter has come to this point——

"Instead of suppressing it many times, it's better to kill a hundred. Li Gou," he finally lowered his eyes and ordered, "Go to the Longxi Prefect's Mansion and ask General Zhuangwu how to deal with this group of surrendered troops."

"promise."

The tent door was thrown open, casting a ray of light, which was soon swallowed up by darkness.Song Qingming sat quietly on the chair with an unclear expression.Even if the barbarians are fierce, there is still no way to win against the enemy in danger; the difficulty is that when you kill the enemy bravely, the people behind you point their swords at you.

At dusk, patrolling soldiers came to report that the sixth prince had arrived.

"Isn't he going to Xiaoguan? How could he pass by here?" Song Qingming was slightly startled, but got up and went out of the military tent to meet him.

One and a half years later, Zhao Xi celebrated his 14th birthday in June, and it's time for him to tie his hair and become king by this time next year.Now that the Double Ninth Festival has just passed, the sky and autumn are full of wind, rain, and coolness.

The man was sitting high on a horse with a light fur on his head. He was Xiao Xiao Susu, with a bright and clear demeanor. Although he hadn't changed much from when he left Beijing, but in this lonely season full of yellow sand, he was drinking and eating meat and talking. At first glance, the rough men in the barracks with dirty words look like a solitary clump full of flowers and chrysanthemums, the color of which is like frost, very seductive.

Song Qingming looked up and squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Have you seen enough?" the man finally spoke.

"That's enough," Song Qingming coughed lightly, and gave a military salute in a dignified manner, "The last general will see the sixth prince."

Zhao Xi stared intently at his half-kneeling figure, his pupils were as black as ink when he looked up, not as bright as when he was in Ningjing, but more youthful and imposing.

He has changed a lot, he has hidden his playful side, he is more calm, and... more hateful.

For some reason, during the past six months, every time Zhao Xi was alone, he thought of what the dark guard said on a moonlit night.

"Sanlang of the Song family was once molested by the second master Song."

What did he do.

Zhao Xi didn't speak for a long time to get him up, but the faces of the people who came out with Song Qingming changed slightly.Song Qingming didn't move much, and knelt quietly.

After a long time, Zhao Xi got off his horse and walked past Song Qingming.With a faint voice, "Get up."

Everyone was relieved.Song Qingming got up, and stared at Zhao Xi's back. The second generation ancestor would play prestige on his side. Originally, the warlord was not on the way, but he came here to make a detour.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

Coincidentally, Zhao Xi turned his head slightly.

"Sixth prince, what do you want to eat? The last general asked someone to set up the military tent, get rich, and not lead the way?" Song Qingming took a deep breath suddenly, turned his head and looked at Zhao Xi with a smile.

Hmph, the corners of Zhao Xi's lips lifted slightly, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, a dog can't change eating shit.

Fa Cai glanced at his young master with admiration, and led Zhao Xi and others away.

The vast yellow sand, mixed with the sunset glow of the western sky, does not have a magnificent scene.The place where the setting sun sinks is Hunyi, and the place where the first quarter moon rises in the eastern sky is Ningjing.

Song Qingming put away his smile and stared absent-mindedly, taking a deep breath.Half a year away from home, and today I see my old friend in Ningjing again, I don't know if everything is okay in the Duke's mansion, and what is going on with the old friends.He suddenly wanted to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Xishi again.

How can a boy of sixteen or seventeen not miss home.

In the evening, Song Qingming waited for the message from Li Gou, and he was silent in the tent for a long time.Afterwards, Song Qingming came alone to the place where the Qiang people were held.

That letter can only be said in one sentence: the righteousness of the family and the country, personal honor and disgrace depend on how Song Zhonghou chooses.

Song Qingming stood here until it was completely dark, and his homesickness had already been completely diluted. At the same time, the gloom and hesitation of many days filled his heart again, making it hard for him to breathe.

He was caught in a situation, a situation that had nothing to do with the enemy.

He waved for people and ordered them to surround the place.

"Master Zhonghou, is this...?"

His face was expressionless, and his voice was cold, "Give me an order—[-] soldiers will be sent down, and none will be left behind."

In an instant, the shrill screams and the noise of fighting and fighting, together with the fire in the camp, broke the silence of the autumn night.

When Zhao Xi heard the news and came, Song Qingming was holding a long knife, covered in blood, standing in the flames like a ghost coming to the world, with the flash of the knife, the head fell to the ground, and behind him, the cavalry were killing wantonly.

Kill, kill, kill.Blood spewed out, and the soldiers ran away howling, but they couldn't avoid it. One after another figure fell to the ground in the blood and fire, leaving only a pair of eyes open in vain.

"Song Qingming, what are you doing!"

Zhao Xi came striding forward, Song Qingming turned his head immediately, the murderous look in his eyes faded away like a tide, and Zhao Xi's expression contained sadness and helplessness that Zhao Xi had never seen before.

"Don't look." He hastily stretched out his hand to cover Zhao Xi's eyes.

"You're crazy," Zhao Xi grabbed Song Qingming's wrist, staring at an unattainable place like stars in his eyes. "Do you know the consequences of what you do?"

"I know." Song Qingming froze for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"You're killing soldiers!"

"Correct."

"Are you crazy?!"

Song Qingming wiped the blood off his face, and explained earnestly, "Longxi is the area where the Qiang people are most concentrated. In front of them are the barbarians, and behind them are the great Wu. If I don't make an example to stop them from rebelling, such things will still happen." Keep happening."

"Then why did you do it yourself?" Zhao Xi gritted his teeth. He had never felt that this prostitute was so difficult to communicate with. "...The killing is unknown, how do you teach the world to treat you? Even if there is a trouble, Jiang Chongshi will take care of it. What are you worrying about!"

Self-destruct future!

Song Qingming was taken aback by his roar.

What's the matter, I haven't seen him like this before.The sound of swords, lights, swords and halberds was fading away, Song Qingming suddenly lowered his head and laughed helplessly.

"You're so stupid," Song Qingming said, "it's already here, haven't you seen their intention to send me to suppress the rebellion?"

Zhao Xi was startled suddenly.

Song Qingming turned around and took a look at the thick smoke soaring into the sky. The pungent smell of charred corpses made him a little nauseous, and he said in a low voice: "This is a conspiracy, and I am destined to be blamed for killing me." The...splashing conspiracy."

A few months ago, he was transferred to Longxi.Afterwards, the Qiang people rebelled repeatedly. Although it was not difficult to suppress them, what was difficult was that the surrendered soldiers joined the rebellious ranks shortly after they were sent back, just like wildfire burning endlessly.

The essence is that the Qiang people relied on the fact that the imperial court did not dare to kill them after they surrendered, and they had nothing to fear.Although he has now been promoted to Zhonghou, if things go on like this, the imperial court will soon punish him for the crime of ineffective suppression.

The only way to break the situation is for Song Qingming to kill the descendants, in order to warn the Qiang tribes that if they dare to rebel and cause rebellion, they will never be lightly forgiven.

However, after this, his previous achievements were all stained by the incident of killing surrendered soldiers, which cannot be smeared.The person who targeted him behind his back was thinking of this, so he was transferred to Longxi, where he was promoted to an official position, but he was secretly sinister.

Song Qingming had already been plotted to death.

Zhao Xi had already put down his hand.After a long time, the two of them watched the eight hundred soldiers being wiped out in the flames, with the smell of blood and burning, Zhao Xi suddenly understood Song Qingming's life in the frontier fortress for the past six months.

Blood and fire, fighting for a clear path from the slaughter, this is the path Song Qingming chose.

"A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind." Zhao Xi turned around and walked out coldly.

Song Qingming turned to look at him, "Thank you."

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