has become a demon

Chapter 44 Prayers

"What did you say...?" Zhao Yuan was startled.

"All the kings cut the vassal... King Fu was also abolished." Bu Xiangming said with difficulty, "Actually, there was news before that more than 100 members of King Jin's family disappeared on the way to Yunnan. There is no news."

Zhao Yuan tugged on the reins, Da Hei left the team and stood on the spot, he opened his mouth, his mind was so numb that he couldn't utter a word.

Horse-drawn carts rolled past him.

The cold wind howled.

After a long while, he said anxiously: "So we will go to Ganzhou, arrive in Ganzhou before the imperial envoys, send a letter to King Fu, and we can still deal with it."

After saying this, he pulled the rein to lead Dahei to go west, walked a few steps quickly, and looked back, several people were standing still.

"Go with me! There is always a way to save it." Zhao Yuan said again, but no one responded, he looked at Xie Taichu helplessly, "Really?"

"It's too late." Xie Taichu said.

"Are you going to stand by and watch?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"The imperial envoy entered Gansu before the Jingzhe." Xie Taichu persuaded him, "It has been more than ten days since the Jingzhe, and there is nothing left to turn back."

What Xie Taichu said is correct.

But he wouldn't believe it... he couldn't believe it.

"Brother Feng, Shaochuan, you are from Ganzhou, come with me!" he said again.

"Prince of the county." Kan Yufeng hesitated to speak.Even Tao Shaochuan behind him lowered his head.

"Do you really want to watch a hero like the frontier fortress be humiliated and deposed, leaving Ganzhou with no more heroes? At that time, the Oala Tatars will easily let go of a fat man like Ganzhou? Do you want the tragedy in Ningxia to repeat itself? "

Kan Yufeng and Tao Shaochuan dismounted and knelt down.

Zhao Yuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked: "In fact, there have been signs of the cutting of the vassal. King Ning will definitely not allow the vassal's rebellion to take place. The funeral of the Emperor Daxing in the next year is at a critical time. You waited for King Benfu’s left-handed guards, why did you leave your post without authorization and bring two thousand elite soldiers to Ningxia to join me?!”

"Jun Wang!" Kan Yufeng looked up at him, tears rolling down his eyes.

"It's impossible for you not to know that Prince Fu's mansion is at stake. Why did King Fu ask you to leave Ganzhou at this time?" He asked, "Speak!"

Kan Yufeng took out a letter from under the armor and covered it with the seal of King Fu.He raised his hands above his head.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates have a handwritten letter from the King of Blessings... please enclose it personally." He said in a hoarse voice.

That letter, during the battle, was rubbed unevenly, and one corner was even curled.

It seems to have been written for some time.

Zhao Yuan's fingertips trembled, he said that he had received the letter, tore open the seal, unfolded the letter paper, and the wild and unrestrained handwriting fell into his eyes.

He seems to have seen the way Fu Wang was writing and wielding his pen in the case of the study... and the many affections carried in this letter.

He read in a low voice: "The grandson of the lonely clan, Zhao Yuan—"

Zhao Yuan, the king's grandson, sees characters like a human being.

You have never seen me, but I have seen you, in Prince Xiao's mansion.

At that time, I ordered the emperor to confer honor on Tumo Alta Khan in Guihua City [Note 1] as King of Shunyi.On the way back, I heard that Prince Xiao's mansion gave birth to a second son.In the dark, I always feel that you were born with God's will. I have never met, and I am three points happy. I was young and crazy, so I led my horse to gallop six hundred miles day and night to congratulate you.

I met you at the full moon banquet.

You are in the arms of the concubine, carved from jade, innocent and innocent.I stretched out my hand to tease you, but you grabbed my finger and bit it twice, giggling and refusing to let it go.

There seems to be a rising sun in your dark and bright eyes, looking at me.

I am over forty years old, but you are like the morning sun. From your eyes, I can see the north of the future.The beacon tower is old and decayed, and it is busy at night.There is no more war in the world. Gold is withdrawn inside and outside the side walls, and horses are sent to Nanshan.The people are able to recuperate, and the years are long and quiet, and we can also grow old quietly.

Three points of joy turned into a very tender heart.

How can I not love and pity such descendants of blood.

King Su asked me to give you a name.

The sea is culvert and the ground is negative, and the mountains stand tall and deep.Let's call it Zhao Yuan.

I said to your father.

However, on the second day, Babaili urgently called me back to Ganzhou. Although the Tatar Alta Khan surrendered to the imperial court, Tumen Khan of Oala took advantage of my departure from Ganzhou to raid Hami with surprise troops and drove straight into it.

The two places are far apart, and the feudal land is like an island.

In 24 years, I fought north and south, but I never had the chance to see you again.

After thinking about it, there will be no chance.

Since the rebellion at Tianshou Mountain Yeling, clan relatives were jealous, siblings killed each other, and chaos arose in Daduan.

Zhao Ji must be in a hurry to cut down the feudal clan.

It's not that I haven't thought about being self-reliant, but...the plaque of "Full Family Loyalty" bestowed by Emperor Jing is still hanging in Fu Wang's Mansion.

Twenty generations of relatives have spilled blood in the south and north of the desert, and watered the land of Ganzhou.As a heroic spirit, I hold heavy soldiers, but I can't, let alone do this treasonous act.

My Fu Wang lineage has continued since the founding of this dynasty, and the blood line did not expect to be ruined in my hands.

After thinking about it, the only thing I can't worry about is you.

Tao Shaochuan is likable in the army, loyal and reliable, and will protect you well.

Kan Yufeng is the son of the former Ganzhou General Soldier. After his family was in distress, I treated him like a parent.Now I worship you, when the time is right, the [-] garrisons in Ganzhou can be driven by you to build a great cause as long as you raise your arms and shout.

After careful consideration, the so-called planning is not worth the change of current events.

Daduan is in the midst of hundreds of years of great changes, and the turbulent situation is difficult to fully deduce the whole picture even if the Ningshan of Qingxing Pavilion.

Although desire for power is beautiful, it is false.

Life is alive and has its own pursuit.

Don't let down the country, let alone let down the hearts of the people.

Although I go, you are here.You should cherish yourself.

Zhao Yuan felt a severe pain in his heart, and felt it was difficult to breathe. He couldn't help but gather up those few pages of letter paper, and the letter paper was crumpled in the palm of his hand.

He gasped for breath, and it took a long time before his voice became hoarse, and he asked Kan Yufeng in a low voice, "What is this?"

Kan Yufeng burst into tears.

"The old prince only wishes the county king to be safe—"

"I ask you what this is?!" He interrupted Kan Yufeng and asked again, "Do you know the content of this letter?"

Kan Yufeng replied: "Yes."

"What about you?!" He asked Tao Shaochuan.

Tao Shaochuan cried and replied, "I know."

"Before I left, the prince persuaded me to assist the prince to leave Ningxia, and to protect His Royal Highness." Kan Yufeng said, "The old prince has a deep affection for the prince."

"You know." He said to Kan Yufeng

"You know." He pointed to Tao Shaochuan and repeated these three words

Tao Shaochuan broke down in tears, knelt on the ground and bowed his head in shame.

Finally, he turned his head, looked at Xie Taichu slowly, and smiled: "What about you? You also know?"

"I know." Xie Taichu said.

"I came to Ningxia from Ganzhou, that is, after New Year's Eve, in the first month... and now it's been stinging. It's been more than a month in the middle. Obviously there is something that can be done, and it is obvious that King Fu can be saved. But what about you? With such a dangerous situation today!"

After uttering the last few words, his heart ached, his eyes blurred, and he staggered and barely stood still.

Someone behind him gently held his arm and held his waist.

He gasped for a moment, and then heard Xie Taichu say: "Fu Wang's love for His Highness is clearly revealed in the letter. Your Highness should listen to the advice and express condolences by the way."

"Sorrow?" He repeated these two words, only feeling weird, then he broke free from Xie Taichu's support lightly, his steps were unsteady, he walked two steps wobbly and stood still, raised his eyes and looked at him coldly.

"Before the news of the funeral comes, I want to mourn. People must be buried on the spot before they die. You can do it, but I can't!"

As soon as he pulled the saddle, he turned over and got on the big black horse, flicking his whip towards Helan Mountain.

Everyone stayed for a moment.

"What should I do?" Bu Xiangming asked.

Xie Taichu also got on his horse and said: "You take the large army back to Ningxia Town, I will go after it."

After saying this, he drove his horse and chased him out.

The spring breeze in Monan also carried Xiao Sha's malice, lingering on Zhao Yuan's cheek, blurring his vision.

Wild geese fly back from the far south.

Tweeting and hovering in the blue sky.

His heart, like a wild goose, flew over the Huangxiakou, Helan Mountain, and the far side wall to the other end.

Hovering over Ganzhou Mansion on the Hetao Corridor.

Thick smoke billowed into the sky over the Ganzhou mansion there, and the hot flames burned the Fuwang mansion.

King Fu Zhao Qi's temples are frost-white, standing in the ancestral hall with his hands up and down. In the coffin in front of him are more than a hundred tablets from the lineage of King Fu over the past 300 years.

His eyes were closed and his mouth was smiling.

I don't know what he saw and what he will face?

Those heroic spirits who died in the battle, quietly in the flames, waited with him for the demise of a hero.

Carved beams and painted buildings.

Pavilions and pavilions.

Danying engraved Jue.

There are many terraces.

Standing peacefully in the firelight.

Like their masters, they headed home.

Hearing a loud noise, everything collapsed, was finally swallowed and chewed by the fire, and turned into black ashes...

In the distance, the towering Helan Mountain stands tall.

It blocked the wind and sand from outside the Great Wall.

The Yellow River meanders gently from its feet, irrigating this lush paradise and making this fertile and beautiful Fortress south of the Yangtze River.

Green buds have quietly bloomed in the ridge of Helan Mountain, and hosta flowers are covered with every piece of barren thorny land.

The letter flew out of his arms with the wind, and was blown into the distance by the spring breeze, and the handwriting that was astonishing as a dragon and piercing through the back of the paper was also scattered in the wind.

...... The sea is wide and the ground is negative, and the mountains stand tall and deep.

It is already the best wish I can think of for people to live in this world.

——Fu Wang Zhao Qi's last pen.

Zhao Yuan pulled the rein and fell off the big black horse.

He prostrated himself on the ground, facing the direction of Ganzhou, unable to cry bitterly.

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Tomorrow, I will ask for leave to sign the book to be published by my subordinates. I am almost at the deadline, and I am still two thousand away from signing.Apply for a day off.

[Note 1] Guihua City: Mongolian language library Kuhetun, which is the prototype of the current Hohhot.