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"Deserved, deserved."

He Wuzhou Zhizhou raised his head and said again and again: "The marshal has played the prestige of our Great Song Dynasty in this battle, and he should be a model for my Great Song Dynasty." ”

said and secretly praised again, "If the subordinate is also a person who practices martial arts, it would be good to follow the marshal to kill Dali, then it would be a pleasure." ”

Zhang Jue sighed softly and shook his head and stopped talking.

There are some words that don't make sense to say them.

In the autumn of national disaster, their martial arts achievements are indeed hard work, which is enviable. But how many soldiers paid with their lives to get it back?

To be considered, although civil officials have been very busy in recent years, they are still much better than military generals.

It's a pleasure.

But who is really happy in their hearts?

Seeing that Zhang Jue no longer talked to Wuzhou Zhizhou, he secretly glanced at an official next to him.

The official shouted to the people on both sides of the official road: "Folks, what are you still doing in a daze? Treat our warriors to the triumphant return! ”

At last the people walked towards the army.

However, none of the sergeants took the food from their hands, they just stood still.

Some soldiers couldn't stop crying when they saw that it was their parents who brought the food, but they also didn't reach out to pick it up.

In the army, there is discipline in the army.

This made the parents cry too.

If so, who would want to send their children to join the army?

In these years, many people have many children in their families, but which child is not their own flesh and blood?

The most painful thing in the world is white hair and black hair.

But how many people can go back to the war?

This time, I was fortunate to see the triumphant return of the child. Who can say for sure, how many times will we see each other in this life?

The families of the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army have preferential treatment, and many families have glorified their ancestors because of this. But most people feel guilty about their children who join the army.

This preferential treatment, this glory, are all brought back by the child's life!

But who can blame the emperor?

If the Great Song Dynasty is indisputable, it will only be destroyed by the Yuan Dynasty or Dali and other countries. When the time comes, it will be difficult to finish the eggs under the nest, who will be able to live as moisturized as now?

"Take it all, don't let down the kindness of the villagers."

Zhang Jue was silent for a while, and finally sighed lightly.

Suddenly, some soldiers and their parents hugged their heads and cried.

One by one, the soldiers took the food from the hands of the villagers with red eyes and devoured it.

But it's not because I'm hungry.

This mouthful of food is the concern of the villagers. It is also possible that it will be a send-off meal.

A battle of Yongzhou and Dali is enough for the soldiers to recognize that the Great Song Dynasty is far from the time of stability.

The Song and Yuan Dynasty discussed peace, which does not mean that the Great Song Dynasty can really rest for five years. If the world is not unified, there will be no real peace, and they, the forbidden army, will always be burdened with a mission.

……

The capital of Dali.

A young man brought a spirited old man into the city.

Duan Qilin, and an old man in a gray robe.

This gray-robed old man is not the palace master of the broken army, but looking at the momentum, it seems that he is not much worse than the palace master of the broken army. Obviously, he is also the leading figure in the Broken Military Academy.

The two walked through the still gloomy street towards the palace without a conversation.

Outside the palace gate, he was stopped by the guards.

Duan Qilin took out a piece of square silver from his waist.

The guards' expressions changed slightly, and they all knelt on the ground, "Knock on His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Dali Guoduan Xingzhi is so rooted. At present, the monarch is said to be dying, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has indeed rushed back.

These guards didn't know Duan Qilin, the mysterious prince, but they recognized the square seal in his hand.

This is the heirloom jade seal.

It has long been rumored that the monarch has handed over the jade seal to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince early, as if he is only in charge of the Dali Kingdom on behalf of the prince, but I didn't expect this to be the case.

These guards may not know much about the affairs of the Dali court, but at this moment, they suddenly understand why the emperor is dying these days, and there is no dark tide in the court.

The royal clansmen who are likely to ascend to the throne are all very honest and do not have the slightest intention of coveting the throne. Even...... I already know the emperor's intentions?

Naturally, they are still different.

Duan Xingzhi was dying, who he wanted to set up on the throne was actually not that important at all. Those royal relatives in Dali did not dare to covet the throne, but they were actually afraid of Duan Qilin.

Although Duan Qilin is not in Dali all the year round, how many of the high-level people in Dali don't know the energy and means of His Royal Highness the Prince?

Qin Han, who was instrumental in the establishment of the Dali Forbidden Army, that unfathomable young man, was not His Royal Highness the Prince's subordinates?

After the establishment of the forbidden army, the appointment of all the generals in the army, the monarch Duan Xingzhi obeyed Qin Han's wishes.

Scold.

Dali's forbidden army is said to be the monarch's forbidden army, but it is better to say that it is the forbidden army of His Royal Highness the Prince.

The emperor has long handed over the domestic military power to the crown prince, and he is just a name away from ascending the throne. If the prince was willing, he would have been the emperor a long time ago.

Who the would dare to covet that throne so easily?

That is to look for death.

Duan Qilin didn't squint, took back the jade seal, and went straight into the palace with the gray-robed old man.

The Commander of the Praetorian Guard thought about it, and still led people to follow behind. In this way, it will also prevent someone from colliding with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the back.

And the crown prince's ascension to the throne is a foregone conclusion, so he doesn't want to miss such an opportunity to show his face in front of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Duan Qilin did not say anything about this.

All the way to the depths of the palace.

More and more people know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned to the palace, and all the guards knelt down along the way.

Finally, when Duan Qilin arrived at Duan Xingzhi's bedroom, the news of his return to the palace had naturally spread to the outside of the palace.

The ministers of Dali outside the palace were not calm in an instant.

The time for the transfer of the throne is finally coming, and it is impossible for them to have no impact on them.

Xiangtai Palace.

Walking to the door of Duan Xingzhi's dormitory, Duan Qilin looked up at the door plaque, and suddenly sighed lightly, "It's still a ......little early after all."

I don't know what he's sorry about.

Then he walked towards the temple. And the gray-robed old man actually followed him.

In the dormitory, Duan Xingzhi, who was terminally ill, was lying on the bed, his face pale.

There are a few noble women wearing golden hairpins and jades on the side, although they are not young, they can all see that they are stunning when they are young.

This is Duan Xingzhi's queen and several favored concubines.

Next to it, there are some palace maids waiting.

Hearing Duan Qilin's footsteps, everyone turned around.

Several concubines' complexions changed slightly.

The queen was overjoyed, and greeted her again and again: "Child, you are back." ”

Duan Qilin just nodded slightly, and walked to the side of the bed, "Father, the child is back." ”

He has spent very little time in Dali in his life, and no one can say how deep his feelings are for Duan Xingzhi and the queen's biological parents.

A few of the concubines quietly stood a little farther away.

Duan Xingzhi's body is not good, none of them have been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter for him. I don't have the capital to fight with Duan Qilin, and I don't dare to be dishonest.

On the bed, Duan Xingzhi slowly opened his eyes and stared at Duan Qilin.

This look is complicated.

There is anticipation, there is hatred, and there is guilt.

But Duan Qilin understood and waved his hand.

Several of the concubines walked out of the house with great interest.

Duan Qilin said at this time: "Father, don't worry, your revenge, the child will revenge." In this world, sooner or later, the child will be held in his hands. ”

Duan Xingzhi was still looking at him, his mouth opened and closed slightly, but unfortunately he couldn't speak.

Duan Qilin frowned slightly.

He and Duan Xingzhi looked at each other for a long time, and then looked back at the queen.

finally sighed, "The child knows that his father sent me to Shu because he had no choice but to do so, and the child is not to blame." ”

If he stays in Dali, he may not suffer any hardships, and he will have fine clothes and food for a lifetime, but he will definitely not have the ability he has now.

He must have resented in his heart, why did his father and mother send him to Shuzhong to endure hardship. In Shuzhong, he didn't even know how many life and death crises he had suffered before.

But the father and the queen mother didn't even send anyone to protect him, and just ignored him.

That's expecting too much from him.

No pain, no gain.

Duan Xingzhi knew that his qualifications were limited, so he would rather take risks than cultivate him. This middle-of-the-road Dali monarch, in fact, is not a person with great ambitions in his heart?

On the bed, Duan Xingzhi, who could hear this, closed his eyes slightly.

Two tears slowly slipped down from the corners of his eyes.

Finally, I don't have to hold on to the mess of Dali anymore......

No one understands how exhausted he is when he is not outstanding in Wencheng and Wuzhi, and he has to support Dali and flatter the Yuan Dynasty all these years.

Fortunately, after all, there is a son who is far better than him to take over.

Hate?

Duan Xingzhi must have hated the Great Song Dynasty.

But perhaps, it's not particularly hateful.

The hand was raised slightly, as if he wanted to touch Duan Qilin's face again, but in the end, he didn't touch it, and fell down again.

"Your Majesty!"

The queen screamed bitterly.

Duan Xingzhi, the monarch of Dali...... Death.