Since the expedition of Xi and Emperor Qin, Wuhuan has relied on courage and swiftness, and Nanyuan has repeatedly come up with strange strategies, and the two sides have their own victories and defeats, and the war has shown a stalemate.

Dube Khan was very old, and he intended to fight quickly, but the offensive was suddenly blocked, and he couldn't help but feel irritated, causing the old disease to attack, so he rested for a long time, but when he woke up, he suddenly fainted, and Lan Mei'er, who was serving beside him, let people pass the news of the military doctor, and the news of the Khan's illness spread.

The maid told Duanhua the news, Duanhua couldn't believe it, her eyes drifted to the carbon basin in the corner, and the carbon that had been burned not long ago was still emitting residual heat.

"How could it be..."She obviously hasn't done it yet, how can it be?

Without waiting for her to carefully explain the consequences and the causes, a soldier suddenly broke in, and the leader said: "Search." The rest of the people rushed up and rummaged through the tents.

Duanhua scolded "presumptuous, Cheng He..," the word "body system" has not yet been exported, suddenly a flash of inspiration, suddenly stood up, and was about to pounce on the rattan box where the clothes are usually placed, but it was too late, a soldier kicked over the box with his foot, and the white porcelain bottle rolled to the ground, Duanhua wanted to grab it, but was pulled by an elbow, and looked back, it was a maid who married him far away, all the way, carefully taking care of and accompaniment.

It was only at this time that Duanhua remembered that she should be from the Wang family.

The maid whispered in Duanhua's ear, "Your Royal Highness the Princess, I am offended." ”

The soldier took the porcelain vase to the leader, and the leader opened it and smelled it, and said to Duanhua: "Take it away." ”

"Bold, you..." The rest of the words were blocked by the cloth that was stuffed into her mouth, and the maid stepped aside after all these actions, and two soldiers came up and dragged her out, Duanhua glanced back before being dragged out of the tent, the maid was not outstanding, and her expression was gentle and deferential as usual.

Duanhua was taken to the main tent, her knees hit the ground hard, her hands were tied and she was barely able to support her body, and when she looked up, she saw Tamuxin standing beside the bed of Dube Khan with a gloomy face and the princes and ministers standing on both sides of the column.

The leader of the search presented the porcelain vase, but Tamukhin did not open it, and directly handed it to the man wearing a feather crown and holding a witch wand on the side.

Duanhua had never seen and guessed that this was Wu Huan's wizard, and she also knew that her death was coming, and after being extremely frightened, she calmed down strangely, and her mother and princess and brother were afraid that something had happened, and this result may not be a relief.

The wizard poured out a little powder, put it to his nose and began to tremble as soon as he sniffed it, walked around the khan's bed three times, the ring bell in his hand rattled, and suddenly stood still, the wand pointed at Duanhua, and shouted something in the Wuhuan language.

Duanhua's posture has changed from kneeling to sitting diagonally, there is also a benefit in the place of non-etiquette, no one will come to reprimand her for having to maintain a humble posture for trial, she has not learned much of the language here, but she guessed that she was saying that she had harmed Dubei Khan, this disgusting technique is left over from the mother's concubine on weekdays, but she didn't expect it to fall on her own today.

Then Lan Mei'er began to cry and tell about the Khan's dissatisfaction with the princess and the princess's usual grievances, the interpreter in the account played a role, Lan Mei'er continued to maintain the sadness and sadness for the Khan after speaking, and the oldest one in the tent spoke, Lan Meier could understand a little, this uncle Wang was saying that the people of the wall could not be trusted.

I don't know if I'm talking about her or Princess Duanhua, Lan Mei'er's hand holding the handkerchief couldn't help but tighten.

Tamuxin said: "Uncle Wang wants to keep this princess of the Yuanren so that he can negotiate peace in the future?" ”

According to the original intention of the Khan, he grabbed several important cities of the Yuanren, plundered the grain, women, cloth, silk and medicinal materials in it, and then asked the Yuanren Emperor to take gold and silver to redeem it, the Central Plains flowers and rivers and mountains, and could not swallow a mouthful, so since the war was stalemate, the voice of peace continued, taking advantage of the current momentum and taking advantage of the current momentum, to write gold and silver back and forth and then repair, it is not a loss-making transaction, but these are the voices of the people below, people like the status of the prince and the prince still can't shake people's hearts. Therefore, as soon as Tamuxin's words came out, Uncle Wang's face was a little unsightly.

Tamuxin's gaze swept over the silent uncles and ministers, sneered, and pulled out the saber at his waist with a "smack", and Uncle Wang shouted: "Tamuxin, don't make a mistake." ”

Tamuxin ignored it completely, grabbed Duanhua who was paralyzed on the ground and walked out, the guards standing by the tent pulled the curtain, and a group of soldiers came outside the tent at some point, holding a knife and standing quietly as if waiting for an order, Tamuxin stood sideways, swept Duanhua to the ground, and said in a loud voice: "In the name of the gods, send this vicious woman who poisoned the khan to see Hara, my Wuhuan clan and Nanyuan have a blood feud of life and death, and will never make peace." ”

After speaking, he cut off Duanhua's head with a knife.

The soldiers knelt on one knee at the same time, placed one hand on their chests, and said in unison: "Lange, Lange, Lange......"

Everyone in the tent looked at each other, and one of them got up and knelt down one after another.

When the news came up, Emperor Xihe was discussing with the generals in the account how to deal with the enemy, Chen Bao came in and said in his ear, Emperor Xihe didn't say anything after hearing it, and after the discussion was completed, he waited for the generals to leave before saying: "Report a news to the palace, chase Duanhua as the eldest princess of Yinghua, and the body will not lead the soul back to the palace, and let the queen handle all the funeral things." ”

After all the explanations were over, Emperor Xi and Emperor looked at Wu An, the only one who did not leave: "Have something to say?" ”

Wu An hesitated a little and said: "Don't be sick, there will be chaos in the Wuhuan army for a while, and the minister thinks that this is the best time to attack the camp." ”

Emperor Xihe's gaze swept over the military map on the table: "Wuhuan's army is strong, Tamuxin is the eldest son of Dubei, he has military merits, it will not be too difficult to reorganize the army's morale, rashly attack the camp, if he fails, it will be with him the opportunity to establish military prestige, isn't it wise?" ”

"The minister's meaning is to give him such an opportunity, with this victory, he will definitely attack our army in one go, in order to prove that he is more suitable to sit in that position than Dubei, and then if he loses again, I am afraid that it will not be easy for the army to reunite."

Emperor Xihe groaned: "Go on." ”

Wu An raised his head at this time and looked directly at Emperor Xihe with disrespect: "Your Majesty said to the minister a few days ago, although it is a second, but it does not cure the root cause, there is no more, there is no Tamuxin, there is no lack of ambitious people in the royal family, my Dayuan border is still rare for a long time, it is better to..."

Emperor Xihe's eyes burned, and he didn't interrupt him in this gap, still waiting for him to continue.

"It's better to let Chen, a descendant of the Lanzheng royal family, go and replace him."

The tent was quiet for a while, only the sound of the strong wind blowing the battle flag outside the tent fiercely, but Chen Bao came in at this time, holding a box of wooden boxes, the urgent mail from Beijing, with the queen's silk screen on it, Chen Bao didn't dare to delay for half a minute, so he brought it in, Wu An saw Xi and the emperor take the exhibition letter, and his face changed a little.

He was anxious in his heart, and his first reaction was that something happened to the queen or the emperor's eldest son, but he didn't look angry, but with grief, but he couldn't see anything in a blink of an eye, Emperor Xi and Emperor put the letter away, Chen Bao also withdrew, and Emperor Xi and Emperor looked at Wu An again: "What you said today, is it what you mean, or what your grandfather meant?" ”

Wu An's eyes were clear, and his words were calm and confident: "It doesn't matter whose meaning it is, if Your Majesty agrees, Your Majesty's meaning will be their meaning from now on." ”

After Wu An left, Emperor Xi and Emperor pinched the thin piece of stationery, slowly put it in the brazier, and burned, the tongue of fire devoured quickly, this was the shortest letter that Ah Lian gave him, only one sentence, the queen mother, the husband mourned.

There is no mourning letter in Beijing, this is to not affect the secret of his mourning in front of the battle, it should be the meaning of the queen mother, Ah Lian is young, the idea is not so determined, the queen mother is gone, he is not there, Ah Lian's life is only afraid that it will be difficult.

Thinking like this, he didn't know how to withdraw when he pinched the letter, the tongue of fire swallowed it, Emperor Xi He felt the burning pain and suddenly let go, and the letter paper that fell into the brazier was completely turned into ashes, he suddenly remembered the first time he held the bow when he was a child, and his fingers were strangled by the bowstring.

It seems that it is good to endure the little pain in the past, the boy has to learn to be strong, the tone is indifferent and there is no sense of comfort, he was hit and went to practice, naturally it was full of scars on his hands, and the palace people wanted to give him medicine He was also angry, and the next day he woke up and found that his hands were much better, and there was a faint smell of ointment.

At that time, the few acts of kindness of my mother in my memory, the older he was, the fewer such times, she seldom encouraged him to be motivated, and when he did not do enough, a cool glance was better than a thousand words of lashing. What kind of person is my mother, now I think about it is both familiar and vague, and it seems that only she purses her lips, and her resolute face removes her weak posture, and protects him and her sister tightly under her wings. 166 Reading Network