Chapter 2: Ordered in Danger

The "black rose" standing on the top of the mountain with a sword always dangled in front of Emperor Wei's eyes. The sword is like a magic sword, the black robe is like a magic robe, and the roses are sometimes black and white, and they are colorful and big in my mind, enchanted and lingering.

The thousands of ribbons in Emperor Wei's heart were flying, jumping, going up and down, and stirring his thoughts.

Wei Huang is not too old, medium build, moderately fat and thin, in the prime of his thirties. The beauties of the harem are all selected for him by the queen mother, all of them are beautiful and fragrant, with standard goose egg faces and melon seed faces, which are so good-looking that they can hardly find any faults. On the surface, the same warmth and veins, the same "Yes, Emperor!" Or, "Yes, Your Majesty." But behind these gorgeous women used all kinds of vulgar methods to attack their own kind or kill each other, and wave after wave of harem turmoil made this Wei emperor annoyed. Even he didn't go to the harem for a long time, and stayed overnight in the Qinzheng Palace. Of course, he considered himself a qualified emperor, who was diligent in government, knew how to make good use of people, and was strategic......

But what's going on during this period of time?

Ever since that glimpse from afar, the black rose of the mountains had been beckoning in the distance with a charming fragrance, and his heart had risen and fallen with it, and he could not calm down, and he longed to see it again.

Emperor Wei's heart was empty, he knew that the challenge outside the city and the feast of the Golden Luan Hall that he personally held for them later were not the wonderful protagonists, at most he was just one of the thousands of obsessed spectators in the audience.

Who said that the mountains have the majesty of the mountains, and the water has the tenderness of the water. He smiled wryly twice, his eyes skipping from the mountain of presentations, can I do it?

The hill-like presentation was put aside, flipped through a few times, then put down, and stood up again after a few minutes. The eunuch next to him is the most well-behaved, and he can always guess Emperor Wei's thoughts, but these days have also made this eunuch puzzled.

"Your Majesty, ....... you these days," Grandpa Gao asked cautiously on the side.

"Gao Ying, you say, why didn't my father and mother let the widow learn kung fu at that time?" Emperor Wei seemed to be a little naïve and asked Gonggong Gao.

Gao Gonggong laughed first, and his face was full of meat. He really didn't expect Emperor Wei to say such a sentence. However, it was this sentence that made this shrewd father-in-law suddenly understand Emperor Wei's thoughts in the past few days. His Majesty is also a human being, and he is an amorous man, with seven emotions and six desires, and he likes to be more beautiful and snowy, and it is impossible to only think about the country's social affairs every day, and there is no love for children.

"Your Majesty, you are mainly strategizing and controlling the world, what are those few claws and cats' feet? Nothing to do! Gonggong Gao shook his head, approached Emperor Wei, bent down and whispered: "I heard that the Queen Mother is choosing a concubine for you again, and if you are more than a year old, the children of the palace businessmen can be selected." ”

"Huh! Over fifteen years old......" A smile skimmed Emperor Wei's eyebrows, as if whatever he wanted, anything good would come.

Within a few days, Gonggong Gao found out that there was also a woman from General Murong's family who was selected.

The young Emperor Wei himself didn't dare to imagine what that black rose would be like when he came to the harem.

In the days when Emperor Wei was cranky, Zhong Shi, Brother Murong, and Ao Lan practiced boxing and sword dancing together, guessed riddles, and hunted together.

Things in the world always go up and down, the good times don't last long, it didn't take long for the war in the northwest to start again, Murong Kedao and Zhong Shi went out to fight before and after, and the frontier showed the true colors of men, they fought together before and after, cooperated together, triumphed together, and it was a tacit understanding, and the battlefield friendship between life and death had surpassed that of biological brothers.

A few months later, smoke erupted in the north. Zhong Yan, the old generals of the Zhong Mansion, Zhong Yan and Zhong Shi, and Murong Zilin and Murong Kedao of the Murong Mansion went on the expedition before and after. At that time, the national strength of Wei was not good, and the food reserves were also insufficient. In the Battle of Xiaozhuang, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the most unfortunate thing was that Brother Murong was seriously injured and was in danger. General Murong was already old, and his beloved son was critically ill, and he couldn't afford to be sick overnight.

Aolan traveled with her master to the Northwest to visit her sick father and his brother.

As soon as Aolan and her entourage arrived in Bingsu, they saw that their father was exhausted, her brother was seriously ill in bed, and there was not much time, so Aolan knelt down in front of the bed.

"Daddy!"

"Lan'er, you're good at coming, quickly call your master in." The old general Murong had a broad face as resolute as a knife, half-lying on the hospital bed, his hair was a little messy, and his beard was uneven, like a camel that had gone through a long journey and endured countless hardships. As soon as he saw Aolan, he couldn't wait to hold his daughter's hand. Aurlan's master Mu Zili was just outside the door, and when he heard him shouting, he immediately came in, his age was not bad with the old general Murong, but his spirit was completely different, Mu Zili saw General Murong and his heart was very sour, the capital was only two years apart, and he had to sigh, the general was old!

"Murong, don't worry...... There's no hurry! …… Aura and I have already come up with a plan! Aolan's master, Mu Zili, clasped General Murong's cold hand and eagerly comforted him.

The old general Murong also held Mu Zili's hand tightly, holding it tightly like the old dragon king holding the Dinghai Divine Needle. The heart that had been hanging for the past few days finally fell, saying that he wanted to sleep for a while.

It seems that before the whole thing is finished, the person has fallen asleep steadily!

Mu Zili has been a master in the army for many years, and he and General Murong are also friends of life and death on the battlefield, so General Murong entrusted them with all his peace of mind and fell asleep peacefully.

Many years ago, Mu Zili returned to Beijing to recuperate due to a serious illness, and he has not returned to the barracks for many years. This time, because of the concern for General Murong and the military camp, he came to visit with Aolan. When I saw General Murong's condition, it was estimated that he would not be able to recover in a day or two.

How can there be no commander in the army for a day, and he will give orders to Aolan in danger, and the teacher is a civil and military all-rounder, enough to sit in the formation and command to fight the enemy with Aolan's life and death.

Aolan believes in the clever calculation of the teacher Mu Zili, and the teacher believes in the ability of Aolan to turn the tide and carry the burden of a thousand catties.

Aura first quietly transported his brother to the home of an old Wei military doctor who was known for treating his wounds. My father stayed in the barracks to take care of him, he is the Dinghai Shenzhu in the northwest, and if he is there, the northwest barracks will not fall.

In the second step, he drew a picture with a few strokes and sent his cronies to send it to Zhong Shi's brother, who is a military camp in the north.

The third step is to order the lieutenant general to go to the commander's account to discuss the strategy of defending against the enemy.

The next day, the military camp in the northwest of Wei spread the news that the striker had died, and the old man of the curtain was seriously ill and suffered heavy casualties, and he had no combat strength and would withdraw his troops in the near future. As soon as the news was issued, he retreated 20 miles, retreated for three days in succession, and set up camp, looking chaotic and disorderly, and became a frightened bird, not at all talking about combat effectiveness.

How could the Qin army miss a great opportunity, in the middle of the night, the Qin army came by surprise to outflank, forming a three-sided encirclement, and the Qin army was about to succeed. And the army in the northwest of Wei was embattled and in danger......

(Stay tuned for Chapter 3)