"General Song is over half a hundred years old, although he is old and strong, but he is not in the prime of life after all, if he goes to war, he is afraid that his body will not be able to hold it. Besides, the old general Song had already handed over his military power two months ago and resigned and returned to his hometown, and now he is still stranded in the capital just because of trivial matters at home, how can he let the old general go out of the mountain again? If this matter is spread out, won't people laugh at me for having no one in the court? ”

The official who admonished him was awe-inspiring and upright, and his expression was firm, which aroused the thoughts of other officials.

He also had the idea of holding an inkstone, but he still insisted, for no other reason, but there was really no one available in the court.

"If General Song doesn't go, who else is available in the court?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd fell silent again.

Some people are willing to serve the inkstone, but because they are too young or for other reasons, it cannot come in handy, and more people are silent to wait for the opportunity.

These careful thoughts, holding the inkstone, swept the eyes and saw it clearly.

"Well, since you can't make a single suggestion, then the king himself will find a way! You can be silent if you have a bunch of useless waste, but you better not let the king find out that any of you have different intentions, or any corpse on the city wall will be your fate! ”

After that, he left the hall with an inkstone, and the ministers knelt on the ground, and only slowly got up when they walked away and couldn't even hear their footsteps.

"Alas, Your Highness's temper is really getting bigger and bigger."

"Isn't it, think about the period when the emperor just left, His Royal Highness behaved so amiably, if it weren't for this appearance, we would have been deceived by him? Now that I think about it carefully, I just want to slap myself at that time! Her Royal Highness the Emperor is obviously more like a Ming Jun! ”

"Hehe, what's the use of you talking about this now, do you want to follow the back path of Lord Zhao?"

As soon as this name was spoken, the people who were still chattering and discussing it just now were silent and did not dare to speak anymore, and lowered their faces and walked out quickly.

Lord Zhao in the mouth of the courtiers was originally a civil official in the court, and after the death of the first emperor, he advocated that His Royal Highness the Emperor be put on the throne, but because His Royal Highness the Emperor was not in the capital, he did not dare to act openly with the inkstone. But with the confrontation between the two forces, he was about to move, and when he was about to gather other colleagues, he was betrayed, and there were more than 100 people in the door, all of whom were accused of rebellion and war beasts, and none of them were spared.

And his own corpse was still hanging under the city gate to be eroded by the rain and sunlight, and it is said that he has not yet put it down, and he can smell the smell of the corpse from a long distance, and some of the people who have poor tolerance can even vomit as soon as they approach.

It is really chilling for a courtier to end up like this.

The officials of the DPRK and China did not dare to disobey the Yan and did not dare to say much about the affairs of the government, but they also had the courage to make small moves under the nose of the Yan Yan, but they dared to privately spread what was happening in the court to the outside world. For example, today someone mentioned the matter of General Song in the court, and the person concerned heard the wind that day.

At that time, the old general Song was drinking tea, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I knew that if I continued to stay in the capital, I would run into trouble, but you don't believe it, how about now?" Trouble is coming, right? If I had returned to my hometown as soon as I resigned that day, where would there have been so many things? Even if someone is looking for something, they have to see me first, and now, it's too late to say anything! ”

At this time, there was not only General Song sitting in the study, but also his two sons, all of whom looked sad.

"Dad, when did you even say such things? When you resigned, we didn't return to our hometown as soon as possible, not because there was a war in our hometown, and I heard that there was still a plague rampant there, which was very troublesome....... But Dad, you're right, it's too late to say anything. ”

The second son has a fiery temper, and the more he thinks about it, the more unconvinced he becomes: "This person who recommended you is too much!" Knowing that your father is still old, but still proposing to let you go to the battlefield, what is the difference between this and sending you to death? Not to mention whether you can withstand the polishing of the battlefield, even if you rush to Luocheng, you will be tired and half dead! How can anyone force a general to go to war! ”

"Your Highness, didn't you agree?"

"But His Highness didn't refuse."

The two of them argued with each other, and the quarrel gave the old man a headache, and he waved his hand again and again: "What's the use of the two of you arguing about this, where is the mind of His Royal Highness the Prince We can guess." ”

As a party, the old man behaved very calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The two sons' worried hair is about to fall out: "Father, what should I do now?" What if His Royal Highness is really persuaded by that man to let you go to the battlefield? I heard that General Chen Xiao's willingness to go to the battlefield was the result of His Highness's persecution, but now you see, what has become of the Chen family? ”

The old man's heart moved slightly.

After galloping on the battlefield for so many years, he has long developed a heroic character, indecision has never been his style, let alone worrying about everything, I saw him shake his head and say with a smile: "If His Royal Highness makes a will, we have to send someone out from our Song family, if I don't go, who of you will go?" ”

The two sons of General Song are not materials for training martial arts and leading soldiers, one of them is elegant and a scholar, and the other is frail and sickly, so it is impossible for him to replace General Song to go to the battlefield. 61

As they spoke, a figure flashed through the minds of the three of them.

Before they could speak, they heard a creaking sound at the door.

The old man immediately became alert: "Who's outside?" ”

The eldest son immediately stood up, walked quickly in the direction of the door, and directly caught the 'thief' who was eavesdropping and was about to run away secretly.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

The thief froze, looked back and smiled, "Daddy, I'm just passing by." ”

"Hehe, can you pass by the study? You happened to hear a conversation in the study? You're getting better at making up nonsense. As soon as he turned his gaze and saw that there was no one around, he immediately took his daughter's hand and came into the door, "Since you want to listen, listen in the study." ”

The person who came was none other than Song Yanmeng, the eldest lady of the Song family, as soon as she entered the door, she rushed quickly in the direction where the old man was, and said with a smile: "Grandfather, I heard all the conversations you just had in the study!" Father and uncle are not material for training martial arts and leading soldiers, if His Royal Highness really can't carry it clearly, if we have to send someone from the Song family to the battlefield, then let me go! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped!

"What nonsense are you talking about a girl! Day by day, you know that you are talking nonsense, and your words are not too much of your brain, and you can go to the place where the sword has no eyes on the battlefield? ”

Song Yanmeng pursed her lips aggrievedly: "Why can't I go?" My martial arts are better than anyone in the capital, and my grandfather taught me the art of war, as well as various moves, I am obviously very powerful, why can't I go? ”

The two who were about to persuade seemed to be stuck in their throats by a fish bone, and they were speechless for an instant.

On the contrary, the old man who was watching next to him stroked his palms and laughed: "It's really worthy of my granddaughter, and she really has the style of my youth."

It's good that he didn't say this, but as soon as he talked about it, the eldest son next to him couldn't help but complain: "Father, are you still laughing?" This child likes to dance with you when he is a child, and if you don't stop it, it's just that, but he has to teach her hand-in-hand, martial arts moves, and the art of war strategy is not bad, and I don't know that I think you will raise her as a grandson. ”

When people get older, their temperament is easy to change, and the old man is too, and he glared at his eldest son very unhappily: "Can't my daughter practice martial arts and learn the art of war?" Your prejudice as a father is too great. ”

"It's not that it can't, it's that it's not suitable! Father, look at it for yourself, they have all reached this age, and the girls and national teachers of other families have already been decided, but our family has never been settled, and there is not even a door-to-door matchmaker......"

Song Yanmeng snorted coldly, grimaced and said, "Then if I don't marry, can I still be hungry for a bite to eat at home?"

"How dare you defy your father—"

Seeing that the father and daughter were about to quarrel again, the old man waved his hand: "Okay, okay, let's talk less, let's talk seriously, it is estimated that it will not take long for the will of the imperial court to come, you prepare in advance, don't be caught off guard when the time comes, our Song family can't afford to lose this person."

The second son was shocked: "Father, could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince would really be—"

"Hmph, now that there is no one in the court, there is something available, and His Royal Highness the Prince may not be able to handle it, besides me, who else is there to choose?" Although the process is different from the Chen family, it is still the same in essence, they are all about holding on to his family and forcing him to comply, and if he wants to protect his family, he can only give up his old bones.

The reality is so cruel that the two sons can only sigh again and again, hating that they didn't practice martial arts well when they were young, or learn the art of war, but if they understand a little bit, they don't need to be old people and have to plan now.

Song Lanmeng saw the change in the atmosphere in the study at once, rushed to the old man's side in three steps and two steps, took his arm and said, "Grandfather, just let me go, I promise not to lose your face!"

Dare to mention this, it seems that she really has a heart.

However, the girl's family has not been on the battlefield since ancient times, how can they make decisions at will?

"It's not something our family can decide." The old man said helplessly, "Only His Royal Highness the Prince can choose who will lead the troops to battle, and everyone else is overstepping." ”

When facing his two unsuccessful sons, the old man often has a straight face and wants to reprimand at every turn, but in the face of his granddaughter, his attitude is much gentler, and almost every sentence can be patiently explained.

But even so, the other party will still be wrong.

I saw Song Yanmeng's hand clapped, and he stood up suddenly: "I understand what my grandfather meant, if you want to go to the battlefield, you have to convince His Royal Highness the Prince first!" The old man almost choked on the tea in his mouth, and said while coughing: "That's right, you want to go to the battlefield, unless you can convince His Royal Highness."