Vol 2 Chapter 238: Send off

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After Xu Qi'an was taken aback, his eyes suddenly sharpened, staring at the middle-aged official, and said solemnly: "This joke is not funny."
Hearing those words in his ears, it was like saying: Your father is dead.
If it weren't for understanding Wang Shoufu's character, Xu Qi'an even thought Wang Shoufu was deliberately provoking him, but it was precisely because he knew that Wang Shoufu would not do this, he was even more angry, more confused, and more gloomy.
The middle-aged official lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice:
"Wei Gong died in Jingshan City, the general altar of the Witch God Sect. A hundred thousand troops only withdrew more than 16,000 people.........Eight hundred miles hastened, just arrived tonight."
After speaking, without a response for a long time, the middle-aged official looked up and saw a pale face.
"Your Majesty and the princes will discuss this matter at the meeting today, and subsequent Tang Newspapers will also arrive in Beijing...The words have been brought, then, the official will go first... "
After he made a move, he turned and left.
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"squeak........."
When Zhong Li heard the sound of pushing the door open, he cocked his head in a daze and took a look. Seeing that Xu Qi'an had returned, he continued to sleep with confidence.
Sister Zhong pays much attention to her sleep, which has nothing to do with the lack of sleep and aging of a woman. The main reason is that if she does not get enough sleep, she may cause some sudden diseases, such as myocardial infarction and sudden death.
In that case, life and death are only in a moment, and Sitianjian's panacea may not have time to take.
Of course, this kind of situation is rare, but Senior Sister Zhong has rich experience and knows how to protect herself, and will not put herself in such a dangerous situation.
As the day dawned soon, Zhong Li, who was resting for a while, woke up regularly, sat up lazily, and stretched out her mature body. She was suddenly stunned...
A figure sits beside the desk, quietly like a sculpture that has existed since ancient times.
He has been sitting there since he returned to the room! Zhong Li suddenly looked at him cautiously. This man suddenly showed a side he had never had before. His expression was so lonely and quiet.
Like a traveler wandering in a foreign land.
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The court at this time, the Jinluan Temple.
The civil and military officials passed through the Wumen in the condensed atmosphere, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and stopped in positions that matched their official positions.
The princes walked past Danbi and entered the magnificent Golden Luang Temple.
Today’s imperial meeting was a bit late, because it was a temporary emergency, and the day was about to dawn, the palace informed the Beijing officials one by one to go to the imperial court.
It must be something big!
The Beijing officials were all old fried dough sticks and immediately realized that the situation was urgent.
The princes entered the Golden Luang Temple in an orderly manner, neatly arranged and silent. At this time, Wang Shoufu slowly turned his head and glanced at the left side. There was no one there, and there should have been a blue dress.
It is the first time that Wei Yuan has made such a move since Wei Yuan set off.
Some keen officials are thoughtful.
A quarter of an hour later, Emperor Yuan Jing came in from the back of the palace. He no longer wore a Taoist robe, but a bright yellow dragon robe.
The moment they saw Emperor Yuanjing, the princes were stunned. This black-haired, ruddy-faced and successful old emperor seemed like an old man who had just suffered a major blow in his life.
His eyes were bleak and sad, his skin was dry and lacklustre, and his whole person was extremely haggard.
This...The pupils of the princes shrank.
The old went out at the right time and said loudly: "Something happens."
As the voice fell, Wang Shoufu stepped out of the queue, and said solemnly:
"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the northeast. Wei Yuan led the army to penetrate into the enemy's belly, conquered the general altar of the witch gods, and sacrificed his life for the country. A hundred thousand army only withdrew more than 16,000 people..."
Inside the hall, there were dull and stiff faces. A few seconds later, the Jinluan Hall boiled, and the uproar instantly exploded.
"quiet!"
The old swung his whip and beat it on the clean ground with loud pops.
But how could it not suppress the noise of the public.
Just like Wang Shoufu's gaffe when he heard the bad news at first glance, so did all the publics. Some things can really calm down without being calm.
The 100,000 army was almost completely destroyed. This was undoubtedly a blow to the head, and even shaken the foundation of Dafeng.
And what really made the hearts of the public shaken vividly and the collective gaffe was the death and sacrifice of the great military who wore Tsing Yi.
Regardless of Wei Yuan's political opponents, they always shouted: Please cut off this dog's head.
But in fact, regardless of reluctance, in the hearts of all the public, including political opponents like the royal party, they all admit that Wei Yuan is actually the pillar of Dafeng's state.
Although Duke Huai was a third-rank martial artist, he could guard one side. He was still a bit short of supporting the Dafeng mountain.
Only Wei Yuan, the great military who had won the battle of Shanhaiguan, was the one who truly made the major forces in Kyushu jealous, because they were beaten in fear twenty years ago.
It hurts.
King of Jinbuk? At that time, it was just a green leaf beside Wei Yuan, barely lining it.
Now, the true pillar of the country has fallen...
The princes instinctively did not believe this fact, but the eight hundred li rushed military report, which has been honored for six hundred years, has never made a mistake. After all, this is a serious crime to beheaded, and there is no room for error.
Emperor Yuan Jing watched this scene silently, without joy or sorrow.
After waiting for a long time, until the noise in the hall subsided, he said with a grieving expression: "Qing Qing, how is this matter?"
It was still Wang Shoufu who responded, his tone was strong and loud:
"The minister felt that we should mobilize the people from all states, use the power of the whole country, command the northeast, unite the monsters, and quell the witch gods in one fell swoop."
Emperor Yuan Jing sighed and said, "Dafeng has lost nearly 100,000 horses. Those are my people, my children, Wang Aiqing, how can you let me bear the heart to start the war?"
"His Majesty!"
Wang Shoufu raised his voice and said emotionally:
"According to the Tang News, Wei Yuan has already contributed to Jingshan City. The Witch God Sect suffered a heavy loss, and the master of the altar suffered nearly 70%. The country of Yan was cut through the hinterland by the army and the soldiers were under the city. Now those difficult cities have been beaten by Wei Yuan. Come down.
"Jingguo has fought in the north for several months and suffered heavy losses, and the northern monsters are constrained. At present, only Kang is the only one with a complete preservation of troops. At this time, there will be another fight. Within a hundred years, the descendants of Dafeng will no longer suffer from the evil spirit."
His proposal won the approval of some honorable men and military commanders.
Wei Yuan wiped out the national power of the Witch God Sect, contributed to the general altar, and prevented Dafeng's army from passing the danger. This is a golden opportunity.
"Wang Aiqing..."
Emperor Yuan Jing waved his hand, and said earnestly, "I'm very arrogant."
Wang Shoufu looked at the emperor sitting high in the dragon chair, opened his mouth, and backed away sadly.
When he retreated, the wheel of history turned in another direction. When later generations revisited this period of history, they analyzed the national strength of Dafeng and the Witch God Sect, and after comparing the losses of both sides, they agreed that if Dafeng at this time can be cruel and fight for the national strength of the next ten years, Set out for the witch cult.
Then the Witch God Sect, a behemoth that has dominated the northeast 60,000 miles of rivers and mountains for thousands of years, will collapse suddenly, and it will be difficult to rise again.
Countless people of later generations sighed.
As for the Tsing Yi Army God who died in Jingshan City, the evaluation in the history books is: he continued to breathe for the Central Plains.
Emperor Yuanjing no longer looked at the Wang Shoufu who had returned to the team, and instead scanned the officials, "How do you feel that this matter should be dealt with?"
Shangshu of the Ministry of War went out and said:
"The minister believes that 20,000 troops should be drawn from the states adjacent to the three states of Xiang, Jing, and Yu. The Chen army borders, and the remnants of the withdrawal will stay at the border of the three states to prevent the sorcerer from counterattacking.
"In addition, since Gong Wei has already died, his majesty must send another person in charge of the army."
Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at him and saw that he did not continue to speak, so he nodded and said: "Chen Aiqing said it is true."
At this time, Qin Yuandao, the minister of war, went out and said: "If your majesty is the master of peace, then you should discuss relevant matters as soon as possible and confirm the peace talks envoys sent to the northeast."
Qin Yuandao, the minister of the Ministry of War, is an unwavering imperial faction. He wears the same trousers as Yuan Xiong, who was relegated to the right capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. They are the core figures of the imperial faction.
As the Shangshu of the Ministry of War of the Wei Party, he gave Qin Yuandao a vicious look.
He deliberately didn't mention peace talks, but in his heart, he still had the desire to fight against the witch gods and avenge Wei Yuan.
Emperor Yuan Jing nodded slowly: "Good."
After Qin Yuandao returned to his throne, Hubu Shangshu followed him out and said, "How to determine the soldier's pension?"
As soon as this statement came out, the hall fell into dead silence.
No one spoke for a long time.
Emperor Yuan Jing said slowly: "What is the intention of Zhu Qing?"
Asked three times, no one responded.
Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Yuan Xiong again, the emperor's loyal "obedience", his gaze dodged and he said nothing.
The pension matter involves a very big, very big thing.
According to the law of the Great Enforcement, the infantry was killed in battle, and the family was given a full three-year military salary of 36 shi, which was converted into silver, which was 18 taels. Then for life, 3-6 buckets of rice per month.
The cavalry was killed in battle, giving 72 shi meters, which is 36 taels in silver, and then for life, 6-10 buckets of meters per month.
Going up in turn, different types of arms, different official positions, different pensions, and strict rules and regulations.
In addition, there is another rule, which is also the reason for the deadly silence of the court officials:
Lose the battle, halve the pension!
The Hubu Shangshu raised the issue of pensions. The pensions are only superficial and behind the scenes. What really made all the referendums is to determine the nature of this battle.
Will this battle be won or lost?
In silence, Wang Shoufu stepped out and said with deep pain: "Wei Yuan captured the general altar of the witch gods, and opened up the precedent in history. This battle is my Dafeng victory."
On the spot, some people responded, some thought, and some mourned.
Emperor Yuan Jing nodded slowly, but did not respond to Wang Shoufu, but said:
"I am a little bit tired, this matter is of great importance, we will discuss it tomorrow."
The old said loudly: "Retreat!"
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"Boom..."
The door of the room rang feebly twice, and the knocker was also a little lifeless.
Xu Ershu, who had been taking a break today, woke up and looked at his wife who was sleeping beautifully by the pillow. The knock on the door did not sound, so she did not wake her.
Xu Ershu's cultivation base will wake up immediately if there is a slight movement outside.
He left the warm bed, put on a piece of clothing, went to the outer room and opened the door.
"Ning Yan?"
Standing at the door, his nephew was expressionless, his eyebrows condensed with gloom.
Xu Ershu's heart suddenly sank. He knew this nephew too well. With the look and tone of his nephew's eyes, Xu Ershu could understand his nephew's thoughts.
Knowing the son is not like a father, and raising up with hard work, how different from the son.
"Second uncle, immediately clean up ~EbookFREE.me~ and go to Yunlu Academy. Go there, first, avoid it first." Xu Qi'an said softly.
Second Uncle Xu looked at him deeply, "Okay!"
Xu Qi'an nodded and turned around to knock on the door of Li Miaozhen's room.
The white dress is like snow, the eyes are like lacquer, and the lips are like crimson. Su Su, who is charming and beautiful in the image of a royal sister, opened the door and said softly, "What's the matter!"
Wearing a flowing robe, Li Miaozhen, who was pulled up by the green silk, was sitting at the table, drinking tea and eating cakes.
Xu Qi'an ignored her, glanced over the beauty, looked at Li Miaozhen, and slowly said, "I want to go to the northeast border."
Li Miaozhen was taken aback, and said in doubt: "You have to go to war?"
Xu Qi'an shook his head slightly and said, "Wei Gong, died on the battlefield."
Li Miaozhen's face suddenly froze, and the cake in his hand fell to the ground.
She immediately came back to her senses and looked at Xu Qi'an nervously, because she knew how trusting and respecting Wei Yuan this man was.
I know that Wei Yuan is so kind to him.
For a while, she didn't know how to comfort her. Any comforting words at this time would appear to be false compassion that had nothing to do with herself.
Xu Qi'an said softly:
"I don't believe it, I don't believe he will die in battle, so please take me to the border. If...he really is dead."
He paused for a moment, and his eyes seemed to be blurred: "He has no children and no one to send the end, I want to go, I have to go..."
Li Miao's heart is like a knife: "Okay."
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PS: There is one last layer in the case of Joan of Arc. I saw some people say that Joan's behavior was unreasonable. In fact, the case has not been fully unfolded. You don't know his purpose, so you don't understand his behavior.
Wait for the end of the curls to find out, don't worry.