It's hard to seal a fool

Song Qingming finally pulled Zhao Xi out of Duke Wei's mansion.

"Should I go to the palace to meet the saint?" He sat down on the stone lion at the door and groaned.

"If you tell your mother directly, she may not be able to accept some things. The sky that the woman in the inner house can see is only in the radius." Zhao Xi paused, and added, "I don't mean to belittle your mother."

Song Qingming burst out laughing.

"I also know that I originally planned to talk to them about this after dinner, but I just couldn't help it. You see, I am so impatient, I was actually the commander of the army."

"War and life are two different things." He squatted beside Song Qingming, "If you don't rush to the palace, where else do you want to go, I will accompany you?"

"it is good."

They got on their horses, clapped their hoofs, and went out of the city.

When Zhao Jin received the secret report, she narrowed her eyes slightly.He sighed and leaned back, pressing his knuckles lightly on his temples.

"Your Majesty, General Yunhui didn't come to see you at this time, but went out of the city. I don't know, what's his intention..."

Zhao Jin's eyes flashed sharply, and he looked at the eunuch beside him coldly.The man quickly prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.

He tapped his knuckles on the table, and murmured, "You and other outsiders can decide what Yun Hui and the sixth younger brother are up to."

However, Zhao Jin rubbed his fingers, not because he didn't care about his brotherhood, but because the chaos of the vassal kings could be calmed down, and Song Qingming was in the limelight as a third-rank general, but he got close to the virtuous king.

And how to make him fully trust and trust.

"Perhaps your refusal to accept the reward is exactly what the emperor wants to see." Zhao Xi stood beside Xiao Xiao Susu in the cemetery.

"What about you, do you have the answer too?" Song Qingming looked up at him.

Zhao Xi smiled and nodded.

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

Song Qingming smiled.

He is tired of endless wars. From his childhood to now, he has been fighting non-stop. The civil strife has been quelled, and the Hunyi and Dawu have signed a contract. Even if Yu Wencuo is ambitious, there will be no such thing in recent years big war.

Make meritorious deeds, and now the merits have been accomplished; defend the country, and the world is peaceful today.

What Dawu needs is to rest and recuperate, not for soldiers to go from death to life.

Song Qingming stood up, poured another glass of wine for Fa Cai, turned around and walked down the mountain with Zhao Xi.However, there was a person walking towards him.

The man was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a long sword, with a disheveled bun, and a vicissitudes of life.

He hadn't rested for a long time, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was covered with blue stubble. It was only half a year since the farewell, and Song Qingming almost couldn't recognize him.

"Flowers have a way?"

He froze slightly, and heard himself spit out.

The person in front of him was Hua Youdao, and he slowly raised his head until he saw Song Qingming, before his eyes focused slightly. "You are back, yes, I heard that winning is very beautiful."

"Why do you look like this..." Song Qingming approached, obviously feeling that he had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were black and haggard.

Hua Youdao looked at Song Qingming for a long time, as if he wanted to read some answer from his face, but finally gave up.He was silent for a while, and finally said:

"Ning Buqing is dead."

Hum——Suddenly there was only buzzing in Song Qingming's head, he came back to his senses, and suddenly grabbed Hua Youdao's shoulder, "What did you say?"

"Ning Buqing, dead."

"How did you die?"

Hua Youdao's eyes moved to Zhao Xi, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Old General Ning died during the march. He was clearly going to suppress the rebels, but he died of a sudden illness for no reason," he opened his mouth with a hoarse voice. .”

"Impossible," Song Qingming shook his head abruptly, "I've never heard such news, it's impossible."

"That's because you're in the army, and Ning Rong gave you all the news. He secretly kept this matter a secret and didn't want you to be distracted by it, but it's already a bloodbath outside."

Song Qingming's pupils shrank, "That Buqing, why did he..."

"He traveled in Fengyang County, Hedong, and the local eunuch heard the news of Ningjing. In order to please the saint, he ordered the whole city to hunt down Buqing." Hua Youdao spat out every word, as if a heavy hammer had fallen on Song Qingming's heart, "He died at the hands of the pursuers in the end, what is ridiculous, you know."

The ridiculous thing is that the old general Ning went to the battlefield to defend his family and country, but he was abandoned because of rumors. .

Song Qingming looked at Hua Youdao, his lips moved to highlight the words, but his eyes were sore, he never expected that the last time he saw Ning Buqing when he bid farewell in front of the palace.

That guy is stupid, he never takes care of himself, but he didn't expect, he really didn't expect...

Zhao Xi held his hand instead, "It's not your fault."

"Of course I don't blame you. It's the sage who is ruthless, the scheming ruthless, and the court ruthless!" Hua Youdao laughed lowly, "Until the army won a complete victory, Ning Rong exchanged all his achievements for the Ning family to be demoted to the common people. But this What's the use!"

Old General Ning also contributed to the victory of the army, but now he is notorious. His son died tragically in a different place, and no one cares about him. Even the Ning family is still unaware of Ning Buqing's death. They only think that they have lost contact for a while.

"Bu Qing is dead." He laughed loudly, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Song Qingming's face became extremely ugly, Hua Youdao held his hand tightly, his lips pale. "Qingming, I'm here for you. The cunning rabbit is a dead dog, and the thunder and rain are no more than a sage's thought. I'm already like this, you can't let Zhao Xi be like me!"

Song Qingming suddenly understood, and his fingertips trembled.

It turned out that he had suppressed everything in his heart these years, until Ning Buqing passed away, all the old emotions accumulated in his heart turned into endless pain, and completely gushed out in an instant.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi lowered his eyes and nodded to him.

"The battle is over, and we will no longer be involved in the vortex of court struggles."

"I will go to Liangdi with Zhao Xi and leave here."

The melodious bell rang, once and for all, to cleanse the soul.

Song Qingming and Zhao Xi, dressed in court clothes, walked towards the palace step by step.

"Tomorrow!"

Mrs. Lu got out of the carriage leaning on a stick, and stumbled towards him.

Song Qingming turned his head and frowned, "Mother, my decision will not change—"

"Minger," Lu took his hand, stretched out his hand, and touched his eyes, "Mother won't stop you, I won't stop you, mother has figured it out... During the next Lantern Festival, mother will give you I put the Kongming lanterns, just to hope that you will be safe and sound, but you really came back safely, and mother wants more, because mother is too greedy, too greedy..."

As she choked with sobs, tears fell drop by drop, falling on Song Qingming's wrist, like scalding boiling water, burning his heart and soul.

He was stunned, unable to react for a long time.

After Song Qingming left, Song Qianyuan analyzed the pros and cons with Lu, talked a lot, and also told her that his son's life in the army was not as easy as he said during a meal, but a road to success in the rain of blood.

In fact, she has always known it, but she has always selfishly forced her children to pursue fame and fortune. She has just been suppressed by the eyes of the world for too long, and cannot see clearly what is most important to her.

Song Qingming's lips moved, and finally he spit out. "mother--"

"Go do what you want, Ming'er." She gently brushed Song Qingming's left eye with her hand, and her eyes were red. "Mother has been wrong for too long."

"Okay." With trembling hands, he finally let go of Lu Shi, and helped her back to the carriage. "wait me back."

In the splendid palace, Zhao Jin sat alone on the dragon chair, while the eunuch beside him read out the imperial decree.

"Here is Song Qingming, Duke of Wei's mansion, who is used to fighting, bravely crowned the three armies, was awarded the title of General Yunhui of the third rank, put down the chaos of the six kings, traveled thousands of miles, and drove out the barbarians..."

"Today, he is specially appointed as the county magistrate of the founding country, and there are [-] households in Shiyi—"

"Song Aiqing, I don't know if this imperial edict can win your heart?" Zhao Jin smiled, took the imperial edict from the eunuch, and walked to Song Qingming step by step, "When the imperial edict is announced tomorrow, you will be the youngest in my court. Founding county magistrate."

"Your Majesty, I owe you the grace of God," Song Qingming knelt down suddenly, with a firm tone, "I have lost my left eye, and I fear it will be difficult for me to lead troops. Since I have no ability to lead troops, how can I enjoy the position of magistrate in peace? Martial worm!"

"Since the position of the county magistrate is awarded to you, it should be to care about the merits of the past and not to mention the funeral."

"However, it is difficult for the minister to lead the troops into formation. Please Your Majesty, Yunchen, step down from the position of General Yunhui and return to the countryside."

"Oh, do you really want to go back to the mountains and forests?" Zhao Jin didn't see any surprise in his eyes, but his smile faded a bit. "Why don't you accept my order? Is it because you really have a heart of indifference, or do you think the county magistrate is not enough?"

"The world is peaceful, there is no more war, and the minister has no place to use, but the sage is called to guard the country."

Retiring bravely in the rapids is a difficult choice for how many people face the power and desire. There are countless famous generals in this world, and talents come forth in large numbers.

There has never been a lack of capable ministers and virtuous generals, but in the end, the masters were overwhelmed with great achievements, the glory and favor were overthrown, and they all became a piece of loess.

"Then you can go." Zhao Jin suddenly threw down the imperial decree with a calm tone. "Come here, King Chuanxian."

"Biography—the virtuous king—" the eunuch shouted loudly.

"Sir, thank you, Your Majesty."

On the ground, Song Qingming got up, gathered the imperial decree and retreated step by step, Yu Guang intertwined with Zhao Xi, and retreated slowly.

On the dragon chair, the man sat back to his original position, with a hard look in his eyes, he just rubbed the fingers in his hand back and forth, without saying a word.

"Brother Emperor," Zhao Xi cupped his hands in salute, his Adam's apple twitched lightly, "Now that the Six Kings' Rebellion has been settled, I am willing to return the military power in Liang, and only keep the rent and tax. From then on, I will live in Liang for a long time, looking north day and night, thinking of Brother Huang."

On the dragon chair, there was no movement for a long time, and Zhao Xi's body remained motionless, maintaining a saluting posture.

After a long time, Zhao Jin's voice came in a low voice.

"It seems that you and Song Qingming really want to be a couple of immortals."

Zhao Xi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"I still remember that you said in the past that you want to support me to create a prosperous world," Zhao Jin said in a very soft voice, "to be honest, I hope you go, but I don't want you to go either."

Zhao Xi's heart tensed suddenly, but he lowered his head and remained calm, pressing his voice. "Your Majesty is a sage, you should know that reason comes first. Why don't we leave today and leave the brotherhood."

"What if I don't allow it?"

"Brother Emperor," Zhao Xi bowed his hands again, with a cold face, "I would like to return the military power in Liang, and only keep the rent and tax. From then on, I will live in Liang for a long time, looking north day and night, thinking of Brother Huang."

"Go down."

"promise."

Zhao Xi slowly got up and backed away until he turned around. The next moment, an inkstone fell to the ground, and behind him, Zhao Jin roared in a low voice.

"If you step out of this door, don't come back to me!"

Zhao Xi's footsteps paused slightly, and then without hesitation, he stepped out of the Hall of Qinzheng.

Outside the hall, Song Qingming raised his hand and spread his five fingers to cover the twilight. He turned around and looked at Zhao Xi with a smile.

"It seems that the saint is also very good at talking."

"Yes, show mercy." Zhao Xi grabbed his hand and held it in his palm.

Song Qingming only looked at the sunset glow from the western sky, and the setting sun was bright red and sprinkled its afterglow.He asked again, "Are you going to Liangdi?"

"Correct."

"Then what if I don't go to Liangdi?" Under the afterglow, Song Qingming stood in the glow, raised his eyebrows and said with a teasing smile.

Zhao Xi suddenly moved closer, staring at him closely. "That king, I will tie you back for you."

The corners of Song Qingming's lips lifted slightly.

He also didn't expect that half a month ago he was still fighting with the barbarians at Xiagu Pass, and now that he was about to be named Marquis, he would leave everything and leave Ningjing.

I have long heard that Liangdi has beautiful scenery and pleasant seasons. Now that I can live in seclusion with my loved one until the end of my life, it is really better than gold and iron horses on the battlefield.

"Perhaps I will miss this place too, but I will never regret leaving." He tilted his head and whispered in his ear, "Life is short, and it depends on our beautiful prince."

The little yellow gate guarding outside the palace gate opened his eyes wide, covered them silently and turned around.

The tired bird returned to its nest, under the glazed tiles, the shadows of the two blended in the sunset, until the shadow gradually lengthened, they walked side by side, step by step, outside the palace.

In the second year of Chonghe, Song Qingming, General Yunhui, declined the Twelve Turns of Ce Xun, and left Ningjing without a trace.

In the same year, the vassal reduction system was finally implemented, and the virtuous prince Zhao Xi returned to Liang. He never stepped out of Liang in his entire life.

The author says:

It's finally over, I want to say too much and I'll put it in the postscript, I can't hold me anymore with my little jokes.Woohoo, full of emotions, after finishing writing late at night, I grabbed several friends to read this chapter. I don’t know what it feels like to chase after it to the end, and I don’t know whether the ending is perfect, but even if the story written is over, they The story continues.Then there are still many hidden plots that have not been written. I will put them in the side story or open a short story, and I can give it to everyone for free.