(After thinking about the plot later, the prologue has been slightly changed)

Late bells and drums, Geng Geng galaxy.

It is more deeply exposed, a light is like a bean, and Emperor Qing Yan is still reviewing and folding in the East Warm Pavilion. Since the founding of the Tiansheng Dynasty, it has only been three generations, and how many people have fought on the battlefield to fight down the great rivers and mountains in the hands of the emperors and generals of the three dynasties have faded into fragmentation, and several generations have recuperated in exchange for today's Qingyan prosperity. However, no matter how powerful the characters are, there will always be a day when they will grow old, the end of the hero, the old man, and the world will still be borne by the next generation after all.

Although it is said that "there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years". However, you also have to admit that the troubled times are like a dazzling fire, once it starts, it will burn the blood of all people with lofty ideals, whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, more than 100 years ago, they are all capable people, I don't know if it is the heavenly prince dozing off and forgetting to close the door, the appearance of the pride of the sky, all of them are unicorn talents that are unique in ten thousand. But once the troubled times are over, what follows is the fall of heroes and the silence of swords, guns and halberds.

Zhu Pi put pen to paper, and one thing has been settled. Emperor Yan of the Qing Dynasty took a bunch of folds in northern Xinjiang, since the beginning of winter, the music of northern Xinjiang has suddenly surged, and military intelligence and war reports have flown like snowflakes, and Zhongshu Province has been listed as a separate category for holy judgment. The Turkic people have always been the trouble of the Central Plains Dynasty, and the vast and rich land of the Central Plains harbors its sins, and the coveting of foreign tribes is inevitable from ancient times to the present.

The court has been vigorously arguing for the question of war or peace, and there is no result today, and the military generals are naturally the main battle, but the famous generals who followed Emperor Taizu back then, and now there are only a few left, the old and sick diseases, which are not suitable for leading the troops again, and the young ones don't mention it, and I don't know if it's because Lao Tzu is too outstanding, and this latter generation is actually a person who can handle it! As for the ministers, there are still many lords and ministers, and there are only a few reasons, the country is initially decided, the people are at the beginning of peace, and the treasury is not yet rich, so it can't be fought!

Dropping the fold in his hand, Emperor Qingyan let out a sigh of relief and stood up, and the great eunuch Chang An immediately stepped forward to serve, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, do you want to sleep peacefully?" ”

Emperor Qing Yan waved his hand, "Accompany me out for a walk." ”

After serving for many years, Chang An naturally knew that he was in a bad mood now, and he didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he hurriedly took the big coat from the hand of the little waiter on the side and put it on for him, and bowed down to follow.

The night of Weiyang Palace has not changed for ten years, the bright yellow glazed tiles reflect the cool light, the majestic and solemn palace falls with a sinking shadow, the ground of the atrium is silver and white like stagnant water, occasionally there is a wind blowing, the green pine and green cypress under the corridor are swaying, as if the water in the water is hanging its head and whispering.

"I remember that there is a large patch of spring flowers here, why is it gone?" Emperor Qing Yan pointed to a place in the imperial garden and said.

Chang An hurriedly smiled and said: "Back to Your Majesty, the queen doesn't like spring flowers, saying that it is too cheesy, and she was replaced with peach blossoms nine years ago, and Niangniang also deliberately went back and forth to Your Majesty at that time." ”

Emperor Qingyan thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was such a thing, but he never cared much about the small things in the harem, and he would remember it just because of the shadow in his heart many years ago. "I think it's good to welcome spring, and this peach blossom is too colorful."

Chang An didn't know what he meant, so he had to answer tentatively: "Yes, if Your Majesty doesn't like it, the slave will let the Internal Affairs Office change people tomorrow." ”

"Well, you don't have to go through a lot of trouble, just change it, I don't come every day." Emperor Qing Yan said as he walked.

Chang An should say "yes", and when he looked up, he saw that the two of them had unknowingly come to the east end of the imperial garden, so he carefully reminded him, "Your Majesty, further forward is the Tongxia Palace." ”

Tongxia Palace is a special existence in the palace, twenty-one years ago there lived in this palace a very beautiful and moving woman named Jiang Tong, it was met by Emperor Qing Yan when he was on a micro-service parade, his feminine affection was gentle and soft, both talent and affection, beautiful and kind, he gave birth to a son in the palace for a year, was named Concubine Tong, and lived in Tongxia Palace. The palace is named after it, which shows the prosperity of this woman's favor at that time. It's just that the sky is jealous and red-faced, Concubine Tong unfortunately died of illness ten years ago, and the palace people who entered the palace have never stayed here again. The palace people originally thought that His Majesty was obsessed with Hongyan and refused to give it to others, but for so many years, they had never seen him go in to see things and think about people, and this palace has been forgotten for so many years.

Chang An thought that Emperor Qingyan would turn around and leave as before, but who knew that he walked in without saying a word, and he was not sure what this majesty thought, so he had to follow him in.

The empty palace is empty, only the old things are still the same, but there is no dust, it can be seen that someone has been cleaning. Although Concubine Tong was born in the rivers and lakes, but the color and art are unique, and there is no craftsmanship in the children of the family, there is a fatal temptation for the Qing Yan Emperor who was established at that time, as an emperor, the biggest advantage is that he can do whatever he wants, so he sent down an edict, and this wisp of freedom was forever imprisoned in the deep courtyard.

The book on the desk was spread out and placed there quietly, as if its owner would return at any moment, and then pointed to the words with the white fingertips and turned the yellow pages. Emperor Qing Yan casually flipped a few pages of the book, only to see that it was a "Ancient God Soldier Genealogy", he chuckled and said, "Concubine Tong is the only one that is more in line with the character of the children of the rivers and lakes", although she has also read those subsets of scriptures, but she doesn't like it at all, but she likes all kinds of military books, especially famous swords and famous swords similar to this, so that she gave birth to a son who also likes to practice martial arts and lead soldiers.

Chang An replied with a smile: "What Your Majesty said is that when Tong Niangniang was alive, the minions of this Tongxia Palace did not run to Tianlu Pavilion and Shiqu Pavilion, and even His Royal Highness liked it." ”

Speaking of that son, Emperor Qingyan's thoughts drifted a little far away, the kneeling in front of Weiyang Palace ten years ago, the sword outside Xiazhou City five years ago, this son grew into a man who stood up to the sky and the earth in a place he couldn't see, ten times better than any of his sons, but unfortunately, he gave birth to such a personality, which is really a headache.

"Is there any news of the Seventh Highness?"

The Seventh Royal Highness is the son of Concubine Tong, according to the law of Tiansheng, after the prince is 18 years old, except for the prince, he will be crowned the throne and go out of the palace to build a mansion. Two years ago, although the Seven Princes were not in the palace, Emperor Qing Yan still issued an edict and decreed that he would be named King Rui, and he knew all the state capitals, but the decree was given, but there was no one to receive the decree, so now most of them are still called the Seventh Highness.

"Back to Your Majesty, the news has been released, and I think His Highness will come back soon." Chang An replied.

Emperor Qingyan nodded, "Well, it's good to come back!" Come back well! "The battle in the northern frontier is imperative, after arguing for so long, there should be a result, even if he wants to wait, I'm afraid the Turks won't be able to hold it back.