With the news that shocked the government and the opposition, Emperor Jianheng, who had not participated in the court meeting for a long time, immediately summoned his ministers to discuss, and for three days in a row, there was no more suitable candidate. The veterans who used to dominate the battlefield are now old, and among the young generals are Gu Zihan and Zheng Wen, now Gu Zihan is missing, I am afraid that it is also more auspicious, only Zheng Wen can still reluctantly stay in Liaodong to fight against the Tatars, the army's morale is weakened, and even Gu Jingming, who is in charge of the overall situation, is also lingering.

At this time, what Liaodong lacked was not only a general with battlefield experience, but also someone who could stabilize the morale of the army. Such a person is indeed not easy.

For half a month, the Jingling Tomb was shrouded in shadows, and the people who were waiting in the palace were even more cautious, lest they anger the restless Emperor Jianheng, hit the knife and lose their lives.

On this day, Emperor Jianheng, who had not been to Beiyuan Guiyuan Temple for a long time, came to this familiar place, looking at the green and quiet green bamboo in front of him, the tense nerves seemed to be eased a little, when he walked to the front of the view, wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe, holding the dust in his hand, the Guiyuan Taoist walked out casually, bowed slightly, and bowed.

"Your Majesty. ”

Emperor Jianheng's eyes were a little more relaxed, and he said a faint "um", and then walked towards the view under the guidance of the Guiyuan Taoist, and the smoke and incense in the view, as if a light veil, caressed it, so that he couldn't help but sweep away the melancholy of the half moon, and the real gold statue behind the incense case was solemn and with compassion for the eyes of the world, which made people look at it, and also gave birth to a lot of awe and dependence.

"Your Majesty, please use tea. ”

It wasn't until there was a voice in his ears that Emperor Jianheng, who was sitting on the futon, turned his head, saw the tea served by Guiyuan himself, stretched out his hand to take it, and originally handed it to his lips to drink, but he hesitated for a moment and put the tea back.

Today's Emperor Jianheng is really old, his gray hair has erased the former majesty, the wrinkles climbing on the corners of his eyes have also made his cold eyes a lot more lonely, and the little brown spots on his face have erased the once heroic and intimidating man's face.

"Your Majesty, you are worried about the affairs of Liaodong. ”

The sound of the chime in his ears was like a flute sound that cleansed his soul, soothing Emperor Jianheng's heavy heart little by little, and hearing the easy-going voice of Guiyuan, it seemed that Emperor Jianheng's eyes moved slightly, his lips were closed, and he finally said loudly: "What I want is the merit of Emperor Xiaowu, but now, there is no one available." ”

For the first time, Emperor Jianheng's voice was filled with helplessness and despair, for him, who had been fighting with the sky and people all his life, what he wanted had never missed.

But now, for the first time, he felt a frustration that he had never felt before.

Speaking of this, Emperor Jianheng seemed to be a little tired, his right hand supported his forehead, and he closed his eyes tiredly, but he said what he thought in his heart little by little.

"I am now sixty-one, and the only thing I wish to see is to expel the Tatars and leave a peaceful and prosperous era for future generations. ”

How many years can a person have, although everyone calls him long live, but how he doesn't know, it's just a wish.

The older a person gets, the more afraid he is of death, and the more afraid he is that before he enters the earth, his ideals will be shattered, and he will be reduced to a mediocre person.

He, unwillingly-

Guiyuan Daoist side-eyed, silently put Emperor Jianheng's frustration into his eyes, between his low eyes, a trace of strange light crossed, and when he raised it again, with the tone of the destiny of heaven, he said slowly and solemnly: "If the poor Dao said, Your Majesty has a solution to the worries of the world——"

Halfway through the words, Emperor Jianheng, who was originally tired and holding his forehead, immediately raised his head, a trace of hope and expectation flashed from his eyes, looking at the serious arc of the corners of Guiyuan's lips, the ambition that was about to be buried seemed to be carried away by the wind, and once again flashed with a scorching light.

"What do you mean by that?"

Gui Yuan smiled casually when he heard this, and personally sent the hot tea to Emperor Jianheng with both hands again, Emperor Jianheng took it solemnly, held it in his hand, and saw that Gui Yuan's side eyes, looked up at the solemn real incense, reverently stretched out his hand and closed his eyes to make a salute, and then opened his eyes and looked at Emperor Jianheng and said: "Don't hide it from Your Majesty, a few days ago, Gui Yuan got Lao Jun into a dream, Lao Jun and poor Daoyan, Your Majesty is dedicated to the Tao, pious to the end, Lao Jun is grateful, and wants to personally lead His Majesty to cultivate and ascend to immortals." ”

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jianheng's eyes were filled with surprise, and the next moment, there was a bit of irrepressible joy, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Gui Yuan continue: "The variable in Liaodong this time is the calamity of His Majesty's cultivation and ascension to immortals, if this calamity is eliminated, Your Majesty will be able to rank in the immortal class if you set up this Zen Taishan merit for the common people in the world, if you can't survive this calamity, you will——"

The words of the Guiyuan Daoist were not continued, but Emperor Jianheng had already understood, and the joy that originally appeared in his eyes faded little by little, anxious and complicated.

Suddenly, Emperor Jianheng's eyes were solemn, and he frowned between his eyebrows: "Now the generals have been hit hard, and the morale of the army is weak, but the court and the central government are all a group of useless people, and no one is worthy of this position." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Guiyuan Daoren's lips raised an appropriate arc, and the next moment, he looked at Emperor Jianheng, and said cleverly: "Your Majesty has ever heard a word." ”

Emperor Jianheng looked over when he heard the sound, but saw that the Guiyuan Daoist obviously had an easy-going smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were full of seriousness.

"The bell must also be tied to the bell. ”

Emperor Jianheng frowned slightly, and he didn't understand for a while, the Guiyuan Daoist beside him was already sitting upright, and said unhurriedly: "This change in Liaodong is the calamity of Your Majesty's ascension to immortals, so no one is more qualified than Your Majesty to go through this calamity——"

Hearing this, Emperor Jianheng's eyes moved slightly, and he looked straight at the person opposite, only to see the Guiyuan Taoist in front of him flicking his beard, and said casually and peacefully: "Your Majesty is the son of the true dragon, only you can be deterred by dragon qi, successfully experience the tribulation, and stabilize the four seas." ”

Although the words fell in his ears, the aftermath was still hovering in Emperor Jianheng's mind, looking at the return of the immortal wind bone in front of him, Emperor Jianheng's ambition that was almost about to fall gradually rose.

He once followed his father to fight on the battlefield at fourteen, where his knife never missed, even if he held the imperial pen for many years, but the hand that held the knife at the beginning was not abolished.

In his life, Xiao Ji shouldn't have ended up with such regrets.

is just a Tatar, we must cut the grass and eradicate the roots in his hands, restore peace in the world, and give the future Ah Yi a peaceful prosperity!

Suddenly, Emperor Jianheng, who had entered the house suddenly, stood up suddenly, and in his sideways, his eyes once again flashed with the coldness and firmness that only a killer can have.

"Today's real person said a very good thing. ”

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jianheng turned to walk out, and the Guiyuan Daoist smiled between his lips, bowed respectfully, and silently watched the back of the old man who refused to admit defeat gradually drift away.

……

However, when the news of the Son of Heaven came out, it immediately caused a sensation in the government and the opposition, and the cabinet together with the six ministries and courtiers and officials all spoke out against it, and urged Emperor Jianheng to withdraw his life.

But what disappointed him the most was that even his grandson, Xiao Yi, the most trusted imperial grandson, also became a member of this opposition, even if he was gentle and euphemistic, he never followed him as always.