In the last years of Beixi, the royal family declined, the dynasty was in turmoil, and the princes rose together, but the emperor favored the concubine Wen, ignored the government and politics, and made the uncle Wen Li supervise the country.

In the ninth year of Tianfu, Wen Li's ambition gradually appeared, promoted his henchmen, excluded dissidents, and was a marquis if he was not an official in the Wen family. Those who dare to disobey among the ministers will be demoted and exiled, and at worst they will be executed. Wei Bo, an old minister of the Three Dynasties, gave advice many times, but to no avail. Wen's henchmen became more and more domineering. In April of the same year, Concubine Wen instigated the emperor to collect the treasures of the world, build the "Tianming Palace", and hide the treasures in the palace to show the strength of the country. Wen Li took the opportunity to amass wealth on a large scale, and in parallel he imposed harsh administrations, increased taxes, re-imposed forced labor, and sold official positions, and the people hated to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

In June, thieves swirled and plundered the prefectures and counties, and the people were caught in the fire.

In July, Wei Bo entered the palace and finally saw the emperor.

And the scene at that time, the history books recorded it like this: "Docked into the palace, his face was majestic, his tone was excited, he looked like a tiger, Wen Li's color changed, and he was charged with more than 100 crimes of Wen Li and his henchmen, and asked the emperor to punish him, and the emperor said: "Yes, I already know it, and the Qing can retire first." When Wei Bo heard this, he hammered his chest with his hand, howled and cried, and said: "Daxi has been dying for five hundred years!" He died after hitting a post. The emperor was furious, and wanted to scatter Wei Bo's bones to ashes, and remembered that he was an old minister of the Three Dynasties, so he ordered the body to be abandoned in a mass grave, and was eaten by dogs in the wind and rain, and forbade anyone to collect the body.

But one night, Wei Bo's body disappeared.

The emperor was furious and sent all the elites of the Heavenly Council to investigate the matter thoroughly, and three days later, he was gentle and sagely.

"Your Majesty, the minister has already found out who did this, but it's just ......"

"Just what?"

"This person has a special identity." Wen Li looked embarrassed, as if he was hesitant to say the man's name.

"Is there anyone in this world who is more special than my identity?" There was a slight displeasure in the Emperor's tone.

"Your Majesty, it's not that Weichen doesn't want to say it," Wen Li suddenly knelt down, and the whole person fell to the ground, "I'm afraid that if I say it, the government and the opposition will say that Weichen is sowing discord and bullying the king." ”

"Uncle Guo knows best in my heart, why should I care about the statements of those low-level ministers." The emperor waved his sleeves, "Just say it." ”

Wen Li quietly sneered, and slowly straightened his waist: "Back to Your Majesty, the person who did this is none other than General Su Jue."

Since the Emperor of Xi, the style of emphasizing literature and ignoring military force has prevailed in Beixi, the generals are weak, the frontier wars have lost many victories, and the state and county assassins are ready to move, until the appearance of Su Jue. Whether it is strategy or force, Su Jue is a rare genius in the world, and the "Guichen" battalion he led has won countless battles, recaptured the land encroached upon by the northern mountains, and suppressed the ambitions of the assassins.

Later generations once said: If there is no Su Jue, Beixi will die fifty years early.

In the past, he was the guardian of Daxi, but now, he is Wen Li's biggest stumbling block.

"Su Jue?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, and his expression became unusually serious, "Wen Li, what did you just say?"

"The person who did this is the great general Su Jue." Repeat gently.

"Do you know what you're talking about?!" The emperor paused, and then said, "General Su has both ability and political integrity, is loyal, has made countless contributions to my Daxi, is admired by the people, and is the pillar of the country, how can he do such a thing to disobey the emperor's orders?"

"Your Majesty, the most elusive thing in this world is the human heart," Wen Li raised his head and looked directly into the emperor's eyes, "The Warring States is in turmoil, the heroes are competing for hegemony, Dong Yue, the general of the Qi State, has wolf ambitions, and kills the monarch and usurps the throne, but Your Majesty can know that Dong Yue was also a heroic young man, chivalrous and righteous, loyal to the country, Your Majesty!" The greater the power in the hands of a courtier, the greater his ambition. Wen Li looked righteous and awe-inspiring, but these words seemed to be talking about himself.

The emperor was silent, he got up from the dragon chair, turned around with his hands behind his back, and his face was solemn and thoughtful.

"Your Majesty, Su Jue's resistance to the decree is a blatant challenge to the authority of the Son of Heaven, and his unsubdued heart is clearly exposed, and he has military power in his hands, and he must not stay! I hope Your Majesty will make a decision soon!" Wen Li knelt down heavily, his voice echoing faintly in the main hall.

Dead.

"If Your Majesty is still hesitant, the minister can send an envoy to find out General Su's intentions first." Seeing that the emperor did not answer, Wen Li said again.

After a long time, a voice finally came from the main hall, "Go." The Emperor waved his hand.

"Your Majesty Mingjian!" Wen Li raised his head in surprise and bowed down again, "I beg Your Majesty to give Weichen the Apocalypse Sword."

"What do you want the Apocalypse Sword for?" The emperor asked.

"If Su Jue's rebellion has been revealed, Weichen should use the Apocalypse Sword to kill the rebels!"

......

In late July, the minister Wen Li held the sword of the Apocalypse, leaving only a sentence of "acting according to orders", and pressed the general Su Jue to the imperial capital, that night, the general's mansion was baptized in blood, and no one was spared from more than 100 people in the whole house.

The next day, the imperial capital prison.

Su Jue was covered with terrible scars all over his body, he didn't know what kind of Shura Hell he had experienced, he took the wine glass presented by the inner supervisor, but the hand holding the wine glass was still as steady as a rock, he raised his head, looked at the emperor, and did not say a word.

"Su Jue, you ...... Why rebellion?"

Su Jue suddenly laughed, the smile was ugly, but the more he laughed, the louder he laughed, the louder he laughed.

Ye Qing looked at the former friend in front of him, and suddenly felt very sad in his heart.

Back then, the fresh clothes and angry horses, the youthful elegance, are gone after all.

"Does Your Majesty think so too?" Su Jue seemed to be asking Ye Qing, and it was like talking to himself.

Ye Qing didn't speak, as if he acquiesced.

"Good!" Su Jue stood up suddenly, and he raised his wine glass high, like he wanted to toast.

And the emperor's guards didn't care so much, they rushed up, blocked in front of the emperor, and shouted at Su Jue: "Su Jue, what do you want to do!"

But the emperor pushed them all away, he looked at Su Jue quietly, silent, and didn't know whether it was pain or pity in his eyes.

Su Jue was really just a toast, he looked at the emperor, laughed and drank the wine.

"Then I wish Your Majesty, heavenly blessings and eternal enjoyment, longevity and heavenly Qi! I also wish me great light, national peace and security, and eternal Changchun!"

Every word seemed to have exhausted all of Su Jue's strength, he leaned against the wall and slowly sat down, but his eyes reflecting the moonlight were unwilling to close.

In the ninth year of Tianfu, the general Su Jue rebelled, read his merits, and was given dove wine by the emperor, and the three clans were punished.

And the ambitions of the princes are no longer suppressed.

......

In the eleventh year of Tianfu, the imperial capital, Wanhuayuan.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The old eunuch rushed into Wanhuayuan in a panic, shouting and looking for the emperor's figure, his face became even paler because of uneasiness, as if a thick layer of white rouge had been smeared on his face.

Not far away, the emperor stood up from the ten thousand flowers, but he was still hunched over and playing with the delicate peony, he frowned slightly, did not look back, and said: "Wang Kun, I remember that I said that no one is allowed to disturb me when I am playing with flowers and plants. ”

"Your Majesty," the old eunuch knelt down towards the emperor on the cobblestone path in the sea of flowers, "Your Majesty is angry, and I hope that Your Majesty will not be too late to send the old slave when the old slave is finished." ”

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

"Today's Qingfeng County Fire Horse Urgent Report, Qingfeng County was attacked the night before, the messenger arrived at the imperial capital and said that when he set off, the west gate of the north gate had been broken by the thief army, and the 30,000 defenders were almost wiped out, and the defender Shen Xiangli died in battle, and the county guard Li Qingyun summoned the family and the officials, as well as some people about 500 people resisted at the south gate."

"Shen Xiang died in battle?! Didn't you say that he was the first person in my Daxi to defend the city?! The emperor's face changed, and his tone became fierce unconsciously, "And those 30,000 defenders, all wiped out overnight?" Are they all wine bags and rice bags? Is that the fish on the board? Slaughtered? ”

The inner warden did not dare to speak, but buried his head lower, and leaned heavily against the cobblestone path.

The Emperor turned around and flicked his sleeves in anger, and several flowers were broken, and the leaves and petals were scattered all over the ground.

Even the precious peony just now was not spared.

"What about the messengers? Bring him to me! "The Emperor almost wanted to roar out loud.

The inner supervisor just buried his head deeper, and he broke out in a cold sweat, almost lying on the ground, without saying a word.

"What?! Don't even listen to me? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the messenger...... Already........ He's dead. ”

"Dead?"

"When he arrived in the imperial capital, he was wounded three arrows, one of which was a fatal wound, and he should have died long ago, but he only breathed after he gave the news."

“......”

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing."

"Speak."

"The messenger said something before he died."

"What is it?"

"Jackdaw."

"Tuoba Yan?!" The Emperor couldn't help but exclaim.

In March of the 11th year of Tianfu, Tuoba Yan, the king of Xiliang, rebelled, he seemed to be a divine soldier descending from the sky, bypassing the lock of heaven without knowing it, and captured the well-defended Qingfeng County overnight, tearing open the chest of the Daxi Dynasty, exposing Daxi's heart to the claws of the lion, and these all relied on his unparalleled army in the world - Jackdaw. In April of the same year, under the offensive of Tuoba Yan and the tiger, the imperial capital had not yet fallen, and at this time, the three states of You, Yan and Wei finally made up a total of hundreds of thousands of allied army kings. Just when the princes and ministers of the imperial capital thought that they could breathe a sigh of relief, something happened.

The coalition forces marched to the Shenshan Plain, and were suddenly attacked by Tuoba Yan Chiyun Iron Cavalry. It stands to reason that the terrain of the Sinking Mountain Plains is too flat to be a suitable place for ambushes, but the grass here is waist-high, and the red clouds are hidden under the grass, perfectly integrated with the environment, and this morning there was fog again, and because of this, none of the coalition scouts found the traces of the red clouds. When the Red Clouds charged, stabbing their weapons into the hearts of the coalition soldiers, some of them didn't even have time to pick up their weapons.

But Tuoba Yan Chiyun only has more than 10,000 people, 10,000 against 100,000, and the result seems to be conceivable.

But the coalition forces were still defeated, defeated.

Yanzhou Taishou Zhang Ren and Tuoba Yan had long colluded, and at the same time as Chiyun launched a charge, the Yanzhou army that served as the rear guard also launched a charge. However, in an instant, the formation of the coalition army was shattered, this coalition army was mostly drawn from the local army that put down the peasant uprising everywhere, only less than a tenth of the direct army of the state and county, and now it was attacked before it could be run-in, no matter how much the commander roared to organize a counterattack, there were still people who threw away their weapons and fled desperately, as if they were facing a ghostly enemy. The sound of wails, roars, the clash of swords, the neighing of war horses filled everyone's ears, and the soldiers fell one by one, and the corpses piled up in a mountain, and the blood splattered everywhere, like a red rain, staining most of the sunken mountain plain.

In the chaos of the army, some people let out a faint sigh: "The momentum of the defeated army is irreparable, and I am ashamed of the trust of the lord, so I can only apologize for my sin." Then he drew his sword and killed himself.

In this sigh, seventeen years of troubled times began.