11th year of Tianfu, December.

It's been a month of change.

Youbei, five hundred miles north of the border.

The night before, it had fallen a heavy snowfall that had not been seen in ten years, and Gongsun Yu's troops were in a dilemma, so they had to temporarily stop and camp in a small village that had long been deserted. Now the snow had finally stopped, but the snow was already waist-thick, and the army could not advance.

Gongsun Yu climbed the small mountain bag at the entrance of the village and looked north by himself, and his henchmen were all watching him quietly under the mountain bag. The fields to the north stretch as far as the eye can see, and there is nothing but snow and the occasional skimming bird. Over the past decade or so, the Buyeo troops in the northeast have moved more and more, and there is quite a momentum of invading southward.

Just a few days ago, a small village closest to the border was attacked, and more than 300 people in the village, all the men and old people who were waist-high were killed on the spot, and the rest were all taken away, and as they left, they did not forget to burn the village to ashes.

After getting the news, Gongsun Yu took the seven thousand tigers and leopards around him to march rapidly overnight, and finally caught up with the retreating Buyeo army at two hundred miles outside the border line, and after a battle, Gongsun Yu killed more than 400 people in Buyeo, but still let most of them escape, and this was not the army that attacked the village, probably wanted to go out to loot, but ran into Gongsun Yu.

The sun rose little by little, and the warm sunlight melted the snow on Gongsun Yu's eyebrows, and he suddenly remembered the small village that had been slaughtered, and a monstrous anger suddenly rushed up in his heart, he suddenly pulled out his knife and roared at the boundless north of birds and beasts, "My Gongsun Yu will go north and step on Fuyu in this life!" Give my people a peaceful life! ”

At the same time, in Youzhou City, Wen Li let Lu Junsheng supervise the construction of the Taiqing Palace, which used tens of thousands of labor, and most of it has been built at this moment, and on the side that has not yet been built, the hideous load-bearing pillars are exposed to the air, and they are full of snow. It's rest time, and the workers standing on the ground are puffing into their palms and stomping their feet to keep themselves warm, there are so few fires here that there are not enough people to gather together to keep warm, and people in high places have no choice, they can only turn their backs to the wind and snow, and pinch their legs from time to time to ensure that they are not frozen.

The people have a lot of complaints about the state pastor Lu Junsheng's approach, but they are still considerate, they all know that the emperor's holy drive has arrived in Youzhou, that is the Son of Heaven, the noble body of ten thousand gold, the emperor's request, what can the people say?

"This is the same as the Imperial Capital Tianming Palace," someone sighed softly, "the so-called big construction." ”

In the past few months of arriving in Youbei, the emperor lived in a simple place, and only stayed in his own bedroom, except for Wen Li, no one else was seen, even Lu Junsheng could only sometimes look at it from a distance through the crowd, and the early dynasty was even more responsible for Wen Li, although it was less than the officials of the imperial capital, but it was also considered to be dealing with "half of the Daxi matter".

"I always felt that the emperor was a little strange." Jin Xiaozhi stood in Lu Junsheng's study, looked at Lu Junsheng, and said casually.

"Really?" Lu Junsheng was reviewing the folds from everywhere, and he didn't raise his head, "What kind of strange method?" ”

"I think he's a fake." Jin Xiaozhi whispered, but he still didn't say the second half of the sentence, the real emperor should have died in Apocalypse City a long time ago.

"Can the emperor still have a fake?" Lu Junsheng sneered, he shook his head, and continued to review the folds.

"Didn't you say that the emperor liked that Concubine Wen the most? But I don't seem to have seen Concubine Wen. Jin Xiaozhi stood enough, so he simply sat directly on Lu Junsheng's table, and Lu Junsheng quickly picked up the fold under his ass and put it aside.

Lu Junsheng glanced at Jin Xiao, and only felt angry and funny, "Concubine Wen is sick, don't you know?" How can you say that you can see each other, even before, you can't see each other a few times a year. ”

"I don't know," Jin Xiaozhi waved his hand, "That kind of secret in the palace, right?" How could I, a grass farmer, know? ”

"In short, Your Majesty and Concubine Wen Guifei have known each other since childhood, and once, Concubine Wen seemed to be trying to save His Majesty who fell into the pond, and she jumped down even though she couldn't swim, it was winter, how could she stand it as a pampered little girl, and after being rescued, there was something wrong with her head, but Her Majesty and the crown still married her, and the later queen was canonized again because of the death of the officials in the court and the persuasion of the Queen Mother," Lu Junsheng looked sorry when he said this, he shook his head, and said, " If it weren't for Concubine Wen, how could Your Majesty be here today, and how could you be today. ”

"I didn't expect Your Majesty to be an infatuated species," Jin Xiaozhi smiled, "But I still think the emperor is a fake." ”

"I've seen Your Majesty, that look can't be wrong, Daxi's majesty of the Son of Heaven, I still feel coercion when I think about it now, only that look will never be fake."

"Okay, okay." Jin Xiaozhi sighed and disappeared again.

Rongxi Palace, side hall.

Wen Ruan Ruan sat on the chair obediently, delicate like a porcelain doll, everyone who saw her would be amazed by her appearance, and it was no wonder that folk legends would say that the emperor was intoxicated by her gentle country. Wen Li, who was arrogant on weekdays, really looked like an uncle in front of her, he gently grabbed Wen Ruanruan's hand and sighed softly. But Wen Ruan Ruan didn't move, he only blinked his eyes occasionally, and if he looked closely, he would find that there was no anger in Wen Ruanruan's good-looking eyes.

Like, she's really just a rag doll.

Suddenly, the voice of the servant came from outside the door, and I don't know how many times it was today, "Master, Sima Wu of Youzhou asks to see you." ”

"Nope." Wen Li said coldly, and he didn't even bother to think about the words of refusal.

The servant smiled and retreated, he put a few silver leaves stuffed by Wu Yong into his arms, deliberately slowed down, slowly walked to the gate, and said to the people outside the door with a smile, "I'm sorry, Lord Wu, our master is busy and doesn't see guests." ”

Wu Yong was stunned, opened his mouth, and changed the words that came to his mouth again, "Then ...... There's a lot of bothering. Wu Yong smiled, smiled at the servant in the gate, and turned around with his two servants.

This is the fourth time he has come to see Wen Li in the past few months, except for the first time, Wen Li accepted his beautiful jade Ruyi, and exchanged a few words with him, and he has never seen Wen Li again. There are many people like him, in their opinion, Youzhou Mu Lu Junsheng is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, Lu Junsheng likes to deal with everything fairly, does not talk about friendship, only cares about your ability, and the arrival of Wen Li makes them seem to grasp a vine that can climb upward, there are many vacancies in important positions in the DPRK and China, they are all working hard to tie up gentlely, and then hope that they can get one of those vacant official positions.

......

Since the beginning of the Sizhou Hanoi Uprising, the entire region north of the Chijiang River has fallen into deeper turmoil, not only in Sizhou, but also in Yingzhou, Youzhou, Liangzhou, and Qingzhou...... There have been uprisings of all sizes in every state, and the rebels have even appeared major organizations, mainly the red turban thieves in Yingzhou and Qingzhou, and in other places there are also the Tiger Army, the Great God Army, the Yellow Dragon Army, and so on, but most of them are just small bands of gangsters.

Each county dealt with them in a strikingly similar way: they were only responsible for driving out the rebels who were entrenched in their own territory, and they didn't care where they went.

At the beginning of December, the Red Turban Thieves met the Yingzhou Qingyu Army, and after the battle, the Red Turban Thieves were defeated, and they left more than 1,000 corpses to escape from the Yingzhou border and went all the way south.

On the side of the Chijiang River, the morale of the red turban thieves who had just suffered defeat was low, and winter was already coming, and they ransacked all the villages they encountered along the road, saying that the so-called righteousness was to save the people of the world, but they didn't seem to have thought about it, and they seemed to kill many more people than they saved.

"Strategist, what are we going to do now?" The burly man who spoke was named Xu Long, one of the five leaders of this group of red turban thieves, and he used a mace weighing forty-two pounds to get to today's position by his own force.

The man who is called the military advisor is actually the first Xiucai of a small county in the countryside of Qingzhou, named Zhang Xiu, he is one of the few people in this army who can read and write, and has read some military books, so he was promoted as a military advisor, I saw Zhang Xiu lowered his head and pondered for a while, and whispered, "King, in my opinion, because of the many wars in the north of the Chijiang River, these troops here are fighting bravely, with our strength and level, we can't beat them at all, but if we wave our army to the south and cross the Chijiang River, isn't it sideways over there?" ”

"Strategist, what do you mean by that?" Xu Long approached Zhang Xiu, as if he didn't understand the meaning.

"There are fewer wars in the south, and the combat effectiveness of the army there is definitely not as good as that in the north, if we cross the Chijiang River, with our current strength is enough to defeat a small county! When the time comes, we will take that county as the capital, recruit troops, and take the entire Zhongzhou in one fell swoop! Zhang Xiu's face was excited, as if the unrealistic fantasies he had just said had come true.

"He deserves to be a military advisor!" Xu Long patted Zhang Xiu's back, without paying attention, Zhang Xiu coughed violently, Xu Long smiled embarrassedly, and said loudly, "Then we will cross the Chijiang River!" Go and attack the biggest Huaiyang city over there! I eat meat all at once! Snatch all the gold, silver, and jewels from that city! I'm going to grab ten more! No, a hundred beautiful women! Be my concubine! After saying that, he didn't forget to look up to the sky and laugh, attracting the eyes of the surroundings.

Those ordinary people who have lived in the fields all their lives, when they heard his words, they seemed to be suddenly encouraged, not to say gold, silver and jewelry, or to rob ten or a hundred women, in the eyes of most of them, eating meat at once seemed to be the ultimate they were pursuing.