Nightwatcher Chapter 92: Fear
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Late night, Si Tianjian.
Song Qing lay down on the table and fell asleep, with various alchemy equipment on the table, and the charcoal fire in the pill furnace was still warm.
At a certain moment, Song Qing woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw a white dress sticking around her.
I took a closer look and found that it was Brother Sun, his face was decadent, his eyes were dim, and he looked at him silently.
There is a white ape beside him.
"Brother Sun, why are you back?"
Song Qing yawned and said:
"Aren’t you fighting in Qingzhou? It’s not here to equip it again, you can let me go, didn’t you just give you a batch of equipment a while ago. Junior brother, I only sleep for one hour a day, and iron man also wants Rest."
He whined and complained.
Sun Xuanji did not speak, the white ape beside him hesitated, and whispered:
"Mr. Jianzheng, may be lost."
Song Qing was stunned when the complaints stopped.
At this moment, Sun Xuanji crashed to the ground, blood was overflowing from Qiqiao, and the breath of life quickly passed away.
Song Qing trembled, and hurriedly took out the pill from the storage bag, and said in a trembled voice:
"Why, what's going on, Brother Sun..."
Yuan Hufa stood aside, looked at Sun Xuanji, and whispered:
"In order to find out the truth about the death of Jianzheng, he personally went to the battlefield."
After Song Qing took the pulse, a heart sank into the bottom.
Sun Xuanji was injured at the origin, the meridians were all broken, the internal organs were exhausted, and the soul was weakened to the extreme.
Such injuries are enough to cause a fatal threat in a warlock.
The reason why I can still bring a white ape back to the Sitian Supervisor is probably because of some obsession in my heart.
Human Yuan saw Song Qing’s thoughts and said quietly:
"It is the wildfire of revenge, supporting him to return to the Sitianjian."
...........
The star-gazing building, underground.
Zhong Li stared at Song Qing in a daze. Under the messy black hair, his eyes were very bright, and there seemed to be flashes of water.
"Ms. Jianzheng, is dead?"
She murmured.
Song Qing gave a low voice with a low voice. There was no sorrow on his face, but his numb appearance was even more sorrowful. .
"Xu Pingfeng, the head of the Dizong Dao, the Jialuoshu Bodhisattva, and the Baidi, the Baidi of Yunzhou." Song Qing whispered:
"Senior Brother Sun saw them, they killed Teacher Jianzheng."
Seeing Zhong Li's silence for a long time, Song Qing said:
"I'll go to the palace and tell the little emperor."
He turned and left, sinking into eternal silence under the ground.
After a long time, Zhong Li lifted the wooden box next to him and stroked the surface of the box lightly, tears streaming down:
"Take revenge, you must take revenge for Teacher Jianzheng........."
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The sky is dazzling, the capital of the capital city, the torch burns in the cold winter, unable to dissipate the bone-chilling chill.
The dew soaked the surface of the city wall, condensing into ice in the cold night, freezing the city wall as hard as steel.
The soldier on duty at the head of the city, holding a spear, his hands covered with frostbite, from time to time he breathed in his palms, or stretched out his hands close to the torch to keep warm in the cold night.
"DaDaDa!"
The sound of horseshoes spread from far to near, into the ears of the guards of the city.
In the cold night, rushed to the city with a quick horse and whip, and slammed the reins, and under the watchful eyes of the guards at the head of the city, he roared in a hoarse voice:
"Open the door, eight hundred miles to expedite........."
In the bedroom, the sleeping Emperor Yongxing was awakened by Zhao Xuanzhen. He pinched his eyebrows tiredly, suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice:
"What is it to wake me up late at night."
Generally speaking, if you dare to interrupt the king's rest at this time, either the sky has fallen or you don't want to live anymore.
Emperor Yongxing doesn't think this dog minion is tired and crooked, so the answer should be the former, so his tone is quite low and his expression is serious.
Zhao Xuanzhen's face is as pale as paper:
"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the cabinet that Qingzhou has fallen..."
Emperor Yongxing was stunned by the bed, his pupils dilated and his expression frozen.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Zhao Xuanzhen yelled twice, and Emperor Yongxing said "Ah" as if he was waking up from a dream.
"Zhezi is in the Imperial Study Room........"
Emperor Yongxing lifted the quilt and pushed away Zhao Xuanzhen, barefoot, wearing a white shirt, and strode towards the Imperial Study.
The imperial study room is connected to the imperial palace, inside and outside, he quickly ran out of the imperial palace and came to the imperial study room.
He walked straight to the case, picked up the folder that was there, and started reading with an ugly expression.
The content of the fold is divided into three parts:
The first is the casualties of the defenders in Qingzhou. The 30 guards in Qingzhou, plus the soldiers and horses transferred from the capital and various states, totaled 90,000 troops, and lost 60%. The remaining tens of thousands of troops retreated to Yongzhou.
The second is about the supervision. Yang Gong believes that there may be an accident in the supervision and hopes that the court can confirm the situation as soon as possible.
The third is Yang Gong’s self-statement, which probably means to be ashamed of the emperor, ashamed of the society, but beg to die to thank the world.
Emperor Yongxing started to shake his hands after reading it.
"A school of nonsense, Jianzheng is the patron saint of Dafeng, ranked first, in Dafeng territory, who is his opponent? This Yang Gong deceptively confuses the crowd, I want to cut his head and let him seek benevolence and benevolence." /
Emperor Yongxing's face was blue and he slapped the table hard.
Now anyone who dares to tell him that the prison is in trouble, he has to let the other party know what the emperor's anger is.
At this time, the commander of the imperial army on duty outside hurried in and said:
"Your Majesty, Sitian Supervisor Song Qing is asking to see you outside the palace."
Song Qing is here, there must be news from Jianzheng, and Jianzheng has asked him to spread the word... Emperor Yongxing lifted his spirits and said loudly:
"Quickly, invite him in."
Immediately ordered the **** to give the royal card.
Fifteen minutes later, the commander of the Forbidden Army led Song Qing back. The former stayed outside the Imperial Study Room, while the latter stepped over the threshold and entered the Imperial Study Room on the scarlet carpet.
"Song Aiqing, is there news from the supervisor?" Emperor Yongxing took a step forward and blurted out.
He stared at Song Qing, with hope in his eyes.
In comparison, Song Qing is like a bereaved dog, her face is pale and dark circles are thick.
"Your Majesty, Teacher Jianzheng, I'm dead........."
Emperor Yongxing sat down on the big chair, as if his bones were removed.
After a long while, he got up angrily, pointed at Song Qing and roared:
"Nonsense, Song Qing, do you know what you are talking about? The prison is your teacher. Do you dare to curse the prison?"
He stood up, waved his sleeves vigorously, and roared:
"In the territory of Dafeng, who is the opponent of Jianzheng, tell me, who is his opponent?"
Song Qing said with a dull expression:
"Senior Brother Sun has done a preliminary investigation. Teacher Jianzheng, he may indeed have been lost. On that day, Yunzhou was born with a natural anomaly, his luck was lost, and after the breath of Teacher Jianzheng disappeared, he did not appear again."
Emperor Yongxing slowly withered on the big chair and muttered:
"Supervise him, how come, who can kill him..."
Song Qing said:
"The number of extraordinary masters of the Yunzhou rebels is far beyond imagination."
Emperor Yongxing sat there for a long time, seeming to be too cold, and his body trembled slightly.
Great fear enveloped him.
...........
The next day, when Qingzhou was lost, news of the death of Jianzheng spread throughout the capital, causing a huge sensation.
The officials gathered at the Meridian Gate and asked to meet the Lord, but they were blocked outside.
Emperor Yongxing is sick and frightened.
It wasn't until dusk that the princes saw him in the imperial study room. Overnight, Emperor Yongxing seemed to be drained of energy, his eyes lost and his face pale.
The masters were shocked, and the first assistant Qian Qingshu said in sorrow:
"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body."
Emperor Yongxing gave a sad laugh:
"Dragon body? At this time, I still care about this flesh and blood body?
"Princes, the prison is dead, what should I do. Qingzhou is lost, and the rebels and Yang Gong are facing off at the border of Yongzhou. Once they stabilize Qingzhou, they are bound to make a comeback, and sooner or later they will hit the capital."
The supervisor is the last backbone of Dafeng.
Zuodu Yushi Liu Hongdao:
"Your Majesty, Dafeng still has Xu Yinluo. We are not without the strength of the first battle."
Emperor Yongxing shook his head slightly:
"Although I have a shallow cultivation base, I also know what a third-rank martial artist can and cannot do.
"Even Jianzheng died in the hands of the rebels, what about Xu Yinluo?"
Liu Hong was speechless for a while.
In the Imperial Study Room, the atmosphere is solemn and silent.
After a long time, Dali Siqing whispered:
"Your Majesty, it's better to ask for peace."
Begging for peace......... Emperor Yongxing's eyes lit up, then he shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"The rebels are coming fiercely. If they want to take my place, how can they agree to ask for peace instead of me?"
"Your Majesty, how do you know if you don't try." Someone said.
"I'm tired." Emperor Yongxing said dejectedly:
"Let me consider it."
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Imperial City, Huaiqing Mansion.
An unpretentious horse-drawn carriage stopped outside the mansion. Liu Hong, who took over as Wei Yuan and became the former leader of the Wei party, got out of the carriage and went straight inside.
Go through the front yard and into the meeting room.
In the spacious and elegant hall, Huaiqing, the eldest princess with a cold temperament dressed in plum palace attire, sits at the desk and waits for a long time.
"My palace has been to Sitian Supervisor and met Song Qing and Sun Xuanji. I am afraid that the supervision is really bad."
The eldest princess looked at Liu Hong who entered the hall with a rare solemn face, and said:
"What is the attitude of your majesty and the princes."
Liu Hong sighed:
"Without the supervision, the backbones of your majesty and the princes are broken, and the courage is gone. The Dali Temple Secretary proposed a peace, but his majesty did not agree, but he did not object, just said that he would consider it."
"Discussion......." Huaiqing whispered to himself, and after a moment, shook his head:
"The rebels are committed to the Central Plains and the throne. How can they agree to negotiate a peace. Even if they agree, they will open their mouths and ask for benefits first, and then give a short peace. A blunt knife cuts the meat, and the death is slower."
Liu Hong gave a wry smile:
"His Royal Highness, you are a bystander Qing.
"Your Majesty is not early today. He is sick and he is frightened. At this time, if the rebels take the initiative to negotiate a peace, he will promise desperately, just like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw."
Speaking, Liu Hong looked sad:
"But your Majesty is afraid for a reason. Jianzheng is dead. Who can fight against Yunzhou?
"Xu Yinluo is only a third-rank martial artist. Although the national teacher is the second-rank, she is really willing to die for Dafeng? Even if she is willing, I am afraid that she has more than enough energy and lacks energy.
"Your Highness, you have always been so resourceful, tell me how to break the game..."
When the Yushufang was discussing the matter, he didn't object to the negotiation, and he didn't know what to do.
Huaiqing has been silent for a long time, and slowly said:
"It would be better for jade to be broken than for tiles!"
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Qingzhou.
The chief envoy, Qi Guangbo is sitting behind the big case that originally belonged to Yang Gong. Below is a group of generals. The first seat on the left is Ji Xuan, and the first seat on the right is Ge Wenxuan.
These two people, the former attacked the city all the way, chased down the deserters in Qingzhou, and made great achievements.
The latter made great contributions with Qi Guangbo's capture of Wanjun, coupled with the identity of Xu Pingfeng's disciple, and his status in the army was extremely high, only slightly worse than Ji Xuan.
As for the Xuanwu Iron Horse and the Suzaku Flying Horse, they belonged to Xu Pingfeng and did not appear.
"It's not a matter of military account. Don't be cautious."
Qi Guangbo laughed and said: "Thanks to all my brothers, I can take down Qingzhou. Tonight I will reward the armed forces, wine, food and beauties, everything you need."
The generals laughed and said loudly:
"Thank you General."
Qi Guangbo nodded:
"However, after today, you will restrain the soldiers under your hand and not rob the people anymore. Qingzhou will be our territory from now on, understand."
"Yes!"
The soldiers promised.
Zhuo Haoran was pleased and asked:
"The general, whenever he led us northward, he always said that the capital was the city of the best in the Central Plains, and the most prosperous, my brothers would have been impatient for a long time."
Someone laughed and said:
"After you get to the capital, don’t mess with your special mothers. The capital is rich, but the water spirit girl is more attractive than gold and silver. It would be a pity if you get hurt and die. I think so too. Have a taste of what it's like to be a family member of a high-ranking official."
Someone immediately laughed and scolded:
"Things that are not promising, if you want to sleep, you can sleep with golden branches and leaves. Princess princesses, harem concubines, are they not more attractive than **** noble women."
There was a lot of laughter.
After the defeat of Qingzhou, the morale of the Yunzhou army was like a rainbow. They went up to the generals and down to the ordinary soldiers. They were all gearing up to go north, wishing to fight to the capital in one breath.
But I want to return to thinking, marching has its own rules and regulations. Now that the rebels have taken Qingzhou, they need to stabilize the site, comfort the people, the squire, repair the city walls, collect food and so on.
These all take time, and they are not looted by foreigners. If you rob things and people, you will go, coming and going in a hurry.
Ge Wenxuan raised his finger and buckled the table top.
The noise is slightly reduced, he said along the way:
"General, I think that ~IndoMTL.com~ is not idle during the rest period.
"We can send people to infiltrate the Dafeng states and spread the news that the prison is dead. On the one hand, we can create chaos, and on the other hand, we can strengthen the momentum of our Yunzhou army."
Qi Guangbo gave a positive attitude: "This strategy is very good."
Ji Xuanzedao:
"Our army suffered a lot of casualties in this battle. We had to replenish our troops and recruit refugees. However, the combat power of the refugees is limited, and the supplement of mid-level combat power is a problem."
Qi Guangbo has noticed in his heart, and still asks:
"Zisu have any suggestions."
Ji Xuandao: "You can recruit martial artists."
This can be regarded as the tradition of Qianlong City. Among the generals present, more than half of the generals were originally from the rivers and lakes, fleeing to Yunzhou, and then belonged to Qianlong City.
Qi Guangbo nodded, looked around everyone, and suddenly asked:
"You think, without the supervision, how will the Dafeng court react?"
Zhuo Haoran laughed:
"The little emperor is scared to pee his pants."
The generals all agreed:
"With the loss of Jianzheng, the patron saint, Dafeng is a sick tiger with his minions. It is not useful."
"Only one Xu Qi'an can support the field."
"Bah, what kind of place he supports, the third-rank martial artist is good, but in front of the national teacher, it is really not enough."
At this moment, Ji Xuan sneered:
"He really can't overcome the storm. The magic sealing nail planted in his body by the national teacher can crush him to the third stage."
Ge Wenxuan smiled and continued:
"The teachers of the country are like gods."
Seeing that the topic was off, Qi Guangbo raised his hand, and the noise subsided a bit, he said:
"That's right, the royal court, from the emperor to the hundred officials, must be panicked at this moment. So, what if we take the initiative to negotiate a peace?"
Everyone was taken aback.
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PS: The typo will be corrected tomorrow.
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