Chapter 39: A Thousand Steps to Tell the Old Story (2)

The wild goose is full of wind, and the long steps are sad and thoughtful.

Yuan Zhi's eyebrows flickered, he thought for a moment, and sighed to himself: "That's it!" ”

He simply sat down on the long steps, and for a moment, he seemed to be old.

Li Wen walked to the white jade railing and stood still.

The north wind sensed that this was a heavy past.

"Three generals, knock on the Golden Gate at night! Great! Yuan Zhi's opening shook the north wind.

Suddenly, a person ran down the stairs, saw the north wind, and was about to speak, Li Wen waved his hand and stopped Gao Xian.

Gao Xian walked down very consciously and quietly.

"Boss, I just want to know, are those three people the people in the mausoleum?" Beifeng asked worriedly

"That's right, Pei Du, Yan Han, Bai Feiyu, all three of them were outsiders at that time, young and vigorous, strong in blood, strong in martial arts, extraordinary, quite favored by the first emperor, they are still young, so the first emperor is all a member of the foreign lang, and they have been experienced, if it weren't for that great change, think about it, the three of them should be feudal officials now, famous all over the world." Yuan Zhi stroked his beard.

"Then the fourth ......" Beifeng's eyes moved, why not take this opportunity to ask clearly.

"Oh, you mean Luo Jingliang, he can be regarded as a well-deserved death." Yuan Zhi smiled bitterly and hung his head.

"Can the elder satisfy the curiosity of the younger generation?" Beifeng thought to himself, if there is nothing to do with it, it would be strange that the four of them would be buried together.

"The three young generals, knocking on the Golden Gate at night, the first emperor heard the report, and hurriedly changed his clothes to summon him, of course, the old minister and the old general Gao were also called, and the first emperor listened to the generous statements of the three people, and was very excited. After a thorough conversation, he was added to the knighthood overnight. The next day, when the court was in place, the Lord and the faction protested one after another, saying that the three of them were young, they were all talking on paper, they were not enough to lead the troops into battle, they were inexperienced, and so on...... As a result, His Majesty reprimanded again, and awarded Pei Du the sword of the Son of Heaven in court, and the hundred officials were speechless, and the Lord and the faction had to compromise. Yuan Zhi thought about how decisive the first emperor was at that time.

"Dare to ask this lord and faction ......," Beifeng said tentatively.

"Except for me, Lord Gao, and the Great Prince, they are all lords and factions." Yuan Zhi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The north wind was stunned.

Gao Xian was also stunned.

"And then?" Beifeng's heart was inexplicably tragic.

"Pei Du led the sword of the Son of Heaven, was in charge of all the soldiers and horses, and the Golden Palace was a general, and then the three of them led all the soldiers and horses except the Praetorian Guard, and set out for ......"

"Order?" The north wind was a little confused.

"That's right, you are so smart, it is Luo Jingliang, Chang Long, and Ying Tianyang." Yuan Zhi nodded at the north wind with satisfaction.

"Ah...... The younger generation is ...... I'm just a little confused. Beifeng smiled awkwardly, and it was really a little uncomfortable for his mind to be seen through.

"The three of them all served in the forbidden army, and they were all wise and brave, so Boss Gao recommended them and went out with the army." Yuan Zhi squinted his eyes and said.

"Later, the battle was won?" Beifeng seemed to have something in mind.

"Lose the army and lose the general, and win the bloody battle." Yuan Zhi sighed.

"Bloody victory?" Gao Xian suddenly spoke.

Beifeng and Yuan Zhi looked sideways.

Li Wen was also puzzled, the military newspaper he had read clearly only wrote about victory, and did not say that he won in a bloody battle, if it was really a bloody victory, then it would be ...... It's a bit intriguing, which explains his assumptions.

"The military report, the minister read it, indeed, did not say that the bloody battle was won. The ministers were also very puzzled, but at that time, the whole country was already jubilant, and the first emperor was also crying with joy and feasting the ministers, who would think about that, so he didn't care. Yuan Zhidao.

"That'...... All three generals were killed in battle? No, General Bai Feiyu went to Ganliang Dao, for the sake of border troubles, he has been presiding over military affairs in Chang'an for many years, so only General Yan Han and Chief Pei Du died in battle...... When the body returned, the city was full of filial piety, and the state ceremony was buried in the general's mausoleum, which was originally to seal his descendants to inherit the official position...... It's just that the two of them were all killed. Yuan Zhi regretted it,

"All killed??" North Wind Channel.

"Ah, that's what the military newspaper said, it stands to reason that the families of the three should stay in the imperial city, but in order to express their determination not to break Loulan and never return it, the three of them took their families to the front line. There is no way, alas, speaking of which, the old man is also very guilty......" Yuan Zhi sighed at the sky, if he insisted on it at that time, maybe he wouldn't ......

"So, that's what the military newspaper says?" The north wind suddenly stood up.

“…… What does the little brother mean by this? Yuan Zhi also stood up and heard something.

"What he means is that you don't see it with your own eyes." Li Wen said to Yuan Zhi.

"Your Majesty......" Yuan Zhi was a little surprised, listening to this tone, it seemed that the Son of Heaven had already suspected something.

"Great! Gao Xian was silent.

Li Wen turned around alone, looked up at the high stairs, and walked up one step at a time......

Gao Xian thought about it and silently followed behind Li Wen.

Yuan Zhi patted the north wind, smiled kindly, his deep eyes flashed with light, and he followed Li Wen in the face of the bright sun.

Beifeng looked at the backs of the three of them in the distance, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Long.

The wind caressed the boy.

The north wind looked at the sky, and the sun was like fire.

"My surname is Yan, too." The north wind muttered to himself and turned to leave.