"How is the emperor?" As he walked, Yu Yi asked the imperial doctor beside him.

"It's, it's okay." When the imperial doctor heard this, his breathing suddenly suffocated, his heartbeat leaked, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in the cold winter, and his face was very ugly. ”

Yu Yi frowned, glanced at the imperial doctor and stopped talking, but his steps were a little faster.

Seeing that Yu Yi was walking intently, and his attention was not on himself, the imperial doctor was obviously relieved, but the cold feeling from his hands and feet proved the panic in his heart. Tian Tian pursed his lips and stared at Yu Yi's somewhat awkward back, a complicated look flashed in the imperial doctor's eyes, and he sped up his pace to follow.

"General Yu—"

Yu Yi was worried about the war outside the city and Yu Wenyong's condition, so he walked with one heart and didn't pay attention to the call of a middle-aged man walking towards him not far away.

This middle-aged man has a strange appearance, his eyes are as bright as stars, and he has an outstanding temperament, this person is Yang Jian, who escaped from Pingyang. On that day, after Yang Jian and Yang Lihua separated, they galloped along the path and finally joined Yuwen Yong when he was about to retreat into Dingyang City.

In the middle of the night, Yang Jian was in rags, with more than ten wounds all over his body, and the whole person seemed to be a bloody person. In the past few days, Yang Jian has been living in seclusion, recuperating from his injuries, and he was not able to come out of the house until his injuries improved today.

Seeing Yu Yi's grim face and hurried manner, he rushed to Yu Wenyong's residence, ignoring himself, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, his expression moved, and he couldn't help but have a guess in his heart: "Could it be ......?"

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, but the light in them became brighter and more dazzling, and his pursed lips showed his inner unpeace. Looking at the figures of Yu Yi and the Imperial Doctor walking away one after the other, Yang Jian's body suddenly straightened up like a pine, and he couldn't see the sickness at all, his face became more serious and dignified than ever before, and the brilliance in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

The changes before and after Yang Jian were unknown to Yu Yi, he walked all the way, and finally came to the door of Yuwen Yong's room after more than a dozen breaths. Taking a deep breath, Yu Yi tidied up his appearance slightly, then pushed the door in, bowed to the ground respectfully, and said: "Weichen Yu Yi sees Your Majesty, may my emperor be blessed like the East China Sea, and live longer than Nanshan!" ”

"Ahem!" First, there was a coughing sound, and then Yu Wenyong's weak and hoarse voice sounded: "Yu Aiqing, get up!" ”

Yu Yi hurriedly thanked him, got up, and then stepped forward and looked carefully at Yu Wenyong on the bed. Although Yu Wenyong woke up, his face looked much more embarrassed than a few days ago, the whole person's face was withered, the original majestic aura was now of course gone, and even the eyes that had always been deep and wise now seemed a little cloudy, and the whole person seemed to be twenty years old.

A trace of gloom floated in Yu Yi's heart, but with a happy smile on his face, he squatted down in front of the bed, looked at Yu Wenyong's eyes and said, "Your Majesty, you are awake, it is really gratifying!" ”

The corners of Yu Wenyong's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but he coughed violently, and with the cough, his sallow face finally had a flush of ruddy. After taking a few breaths, Yu Wenyong motioned for Yu Yi to help him up, leaned on the head of the bed, and then said weakly: "Yu Aiqing, you've worked hard these days!" ”

"Your Majesty, don't say that, everything is within the purview of the ministers." For some reason, looking at the weak appearance of the emperor who was high in the past, Yu Yi's heart was blocked for a while, and his voice trembled slightly.

Yu Wenyong couldn't help but smile when he heard this, but this smile was full of loneliness and bitterness. And with this smile, his spirit seemed to be a little better, and his breathing was not as heavy as Fang Cai's. Yu Wenyong raised his hand to hold Yu Yi's hand and said, "Yu Aiqing, I have summoned you to come because I have something to explain to you." ”

Hearing this, Yu Yi's heart trembled slightly, and he forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and he said with a concerned face: "Your Majesty, you just woke up and need to rest more." Although Weichen is only a shallow learner, he can barely handle the matter of Dingyang, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Hearing this, Yu Wenyong's eyes flashed with relief. Patting the back of Yu Yi's rough hand, Yu Wenyong sighed, his eyes became a little blurred, and a faint sadness and loss appeared on his face.

Yu Yi's brows furrowed deeper, the melancholy in his eyes became more and more intense, and he was inexplicably panicked in his heart, he wanted to say something, but his lips moved a few times and he didn't know what to say.

After a while, Yu Wenyong spoke again, although his voice was still weak, but it was much smoother, but the words he said made Yu Yi almost jump up from the ground.

"Yu Aiqing, my deadline is approaching, I'm afraid time is running out."

Yu Wenyong's tone was flat and his voice was not loud, but in Yu Yi's ears, it was tantamount to rolling thunder, which shocked him and made his mind blank. After a long time, Yu Yi came back to his senses, pulled the corners of his stiff mouth, and said with a dry smile: "Your Majesty is joking with Weichen, and the minister is almost serious, it is really a sin, a sin." ”

As if to emphasize something, Yu Yi continued: "Your Majesty, you are the true son of the dragon, with the blessing of the gods and Buddhas, and a long life, how can there be a limit?" ”

Seeing Yu Yi's panicked look, Yuwen Yong couldn't help but smile lightly: "Yu Aiqing, throughout the ages, who in this world can be too old, sick and die?" If the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty are strong, won't they turn into loess in the end? After a pause, Yu Wenyong sighed and said, "I am not afraid of life and death, but I didn't expect this day to come so early and so suddenly!" ”

Yu Yi fell silent for a moment, the disguised smile on his face was all gone, the worry and sadness in his eyes could no longer be hidden, and his eyes were faintly red.

Unifying the Central Plains and deterring the world is not only Yu Wenyong's dream, but also the goal that Yu Yi, Wei Xiaokuan and other cronies look forward to. However, now that the hegemony has not been achieved, the friends and brothers of the past and present are dead, injured, and Yu Wenyong is on the verge of dying. The plan to level the level has failed, and domestic affairs have not yet been arranged, so how can Yu Wenyong rest assured?

"Yu Aiqing, I ask myself to be called a Ming Jun, maybe not as good as the sages, but I am also worthy of the tens of millions of people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and worthy of the ancestors and ancestors. It's just that he neglected to discipline the prince, making him develop many bad habits and do a lot of things like flies and dogs. ”

"Shamen (Wang Liang's nickname) has repeatedly pointed out the mistakes of the crown prince and persuaded me to appoint another prince, but most of the princes are young, how can they be able to govern the country? I thought I could live a few more years and make a choice when everything calmed down, but God wouldn't allow it! ”

"Your Majesty-" Yu Yi was sad from the heart, he couldn't hold back any longer, and couldn't help crying.

"Yu Aiqing, the purpose."

"Yes." Yu Yi knew that no matter what he said, it was too late, so he would faithfully carry out the order, took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and waited for Yu Wenyong's orders.

……

Outside Dingyang City, happy as promised, sitting on top of the sweaty BMW, dressed in white fluttering, white as snow. Behind him, 5,000 cavalry and 25,000 foot soldiers lined up in a neat formation, staring indifferently at Dingyang City, exuding an aura of slaughter.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The dull sound of drums sounded, shaking the earth, and also shaking the hearts of Zhou Jun at the head of Dingyang City. Although there were not many people from the Qi army, they did not have much confidence in facing the Qi army again, and they lacked the will to fight in their hearts.

The drum was beaten by a rough-looking man, and the beard on his face was also like steel needles. His upper body was naked, and his bronzed muscles were tattooed like granite, and he beat violently with the swing of drumsticks with his thick arms, showing the incomparable divine power in his master's body.

This person is Cheng Biting Jin, the commander of the Modao Army. On that day, he blindly moved forward, causing the Qi army to fall into the Zhou army's two bread sandwiches, if he was not happy to kill in time, even if the Qi army could defeat Wei Xiaokuan in the end, the loss was not small.

Although he admired Cheng Yanjin's martial bravery, he also had a headache about his frizziness and belligerence, so that he could use the mistake he made this time to demote him to a drummer, and when he smoothed out his temperament and when he could be reinstated and go into battle to kill the enemy.

For the happy punishment, Cheng Yanjin was convinced, and he didn't dare to complain. First, he was happy to defeat him easily, and second, his recklessness directly caused the Modao Army to lose nearly 500 people, not only was he happy and painful in his heart, but Cheng Biting Jin was also like a drop of blood.

There must always be an outlet for anger, Zhou Jun has undoubtedly become the culprit in Cheng Yanjin's heart, and the cowhide war drum in front of him is naturally the best way for him to vent.

"Yu Yi, I am happy to come to visit you as promised, but you dare not show up, but you are afraid in your heart and quietly escape?" After the uplifting drum sound, he happily waved his hand to signal Cheng Yanjin to stop his movements and said loudly.

"Happy child, don't be rampant!" The happy voice fell, and a person suddenly appeared under the banner of the city head, but it was not Wang Yi who else came. Now that he has changed into armor, he has a sword at his waist, and he looks at him with cold eyebrows and shouts.

I didn't see Yu Yi appear, and I was happy and strange, but a gentle smile appeared on my face, and I asked with concern: "General Wang, I haven't seen you for a few days, but the injury on your shoulder is better?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi's face showed anger, a flash of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It's just a small injury, why worry about it?" Today I will avenge an arrow, and swear to slay you under the horse! ”

"Defeated by his subordinates, Ann dares to speak up? The huge Zhou Kingdom is now full of people who deceive the world and steal their reputation, which is really pitiful, lamentable, sad! He shook his head happily, and his face was extremely disappointed.

"Little thief, Hugh has to use the power of his tongue, and if he has the ability, he will fight with this general for three hundred rounds!" Wang Yi jumped like thunder, his face went from blue to red, and then red to purple, his eyes were blood-red, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

"The one who sells the head is ashamed to kill him!" The happy answer pierced Wang Yi's heart like a sharp knife, tearing off all his dignity and completely detonating the anger in his chest.

"Straight thief, I won't kill you today, I swear not to be a man!"

In the face of Wang Yi's angry scolding, he was happy but turned a deaf ear, and he was angry and dantian, and shouted: "Yuwen Yong, get out-"