Outside the city of Xingqing Mansion in Western Xia, there were black and oppressive camps, and sixty or seventy thousand elite soldiers lined up in the cold wind waiting for the order to set off. In the past few years www.biquge.info soldiers seem to have been accustomed to the frequent harassment of Emperor Li Liangzuo, but such a large-scale dispatch as present is the first time in several years. There was a numbness of obedience on everyone's face, but in their hearts it was as cold and windy as the weather in front of them. They knew that this time their opponent was Da Song; They also knew that they would face not only the strong defense of Yanzhou and Chongyi, but also the support of the Great Song Dynasty: a powerful army led by Yue Li and Wang Panjian's army. Especially this prison army, how many Xixia people don't know the name of this person who once persuaded Li Liangzuo to trade with Song and Xia, and borrowed troops from the Liao State to make the Japanese slaves lose their reputation.

Many people are also speculating that Li Liangzuo's large-scale dispatch this time was to propose better conditions to the Great Song Dynasty. They hope that maybe this time it's just for show, and then come home with a full load like they have always done. Probably this is also the only excuse they can comfort themselves, and this kind of excuse and expectation Li Liangzuo didn't even dare to think about it at this time.

In the palace in Xingqing Mansion, Li Liangzuo stood expressionlessly in the dormitory like a wooden man. The maids in the palace put on the battle helmet and robe on Li Liangzuo's hanger, and then gently withdrew from the main hall. Li Liangzuo tightened his cuffs and glanced at Liang Luoyao, who was sitting behind the Long Shu case. Liang Luoyao was looking at the folds on the bookcase as always, and Li Liangzuo's heart was at a loss. In this hall, who is the real emperor? He turned his head and walked towards the outside of the hall, and Liang Luoyao behind him seemed to feel something: "Stay in the Holy Step!" Her voice was soft, soft with the slightest hint of unquestionable command.

Li Liangzuo stood with his back to Liang Luoyao, Liang Luoyao couldn't see Li Liangzuo's tightly locked brows, and a deep vertical line formed in the tightly locked eyebrows, which should not have appeared on Li Liangzuo's face. But it's not a day since such a tight brow, and such a look for many years makes this Li Liangzuo, who is just twenty years old, look helpless and vicissitudes. Twenty years old was the year of the weak crown for the ancients, which meant that they had reached adulthood. However, this Li Liangzuo, who has been the emperor for several years but has just come of age, is now emaciated.

Liang Luoyao sat up straight, looked at the familiar back in front of her, and sneered in her heart, she said in a tone as calm as possible: "The Holy Lord sent troops to the Great Song Dynasty this time, originally wanted to take advantage of the transfer of imperial power to kill him by surprise. The concubine didn't understand that the matter that the saint could greatly boost his prestige leaked out so quickly. Now it is reported from the front that Song Shenzong has sent troops to greet him, and as for who is coming, the saint must have heard about it. ”

Li Liangzuo didn't look back, stood there and said coldly: "What does the queen mean, let's just say it!" ”

Liang Luoyao stood up and walked to Li Liangzuo's side, stretched out his hand to stroke Li Liangzuo's robe, and said extremely gently: "I just want to remind the Holy Lord that the person who came is not good." The Holy Relatives must take care of the dragon's body. Moreover, don't say much about what should be said and what should not be said before the two armies. ”

Li Liangzuo dusted off Liang Luoyao's hand: "Hmph, thank you for the reminder." ”

"Holy Lord, can't you let go of that incident in your heart? I'll advise the Holy One more thing, and the past will be over, and it's useless for you to mention it now. Liang Luoyao rubbed the hand that was heavily dusted away by Li Liangzuo and said.

Li Liangzuo turned his head and looked at Liang Luoyao coldly: "That's good!" I'll ask you one last time today, when I came back from military training in the autumn of that year, you said that the child died. And you also executed several palace maids, saying that they were derelict in their duties. You're doing a very clean job, and you don't have any breath left?! ”

Liang Luoyao smiled: "The Great Song Dynasty is weak, and there are more children who have died in the Emperor Renzong, so isn't the newly enthroned Song Shenzong also dead?" What's so strange about a child dying young? ”

Li Liangzuo clutched the hilt of the sword tightly in one hand and glared at Liang Luoyao angrily, Liang Luoyao was not afraid of his gaze at all, and said to his gaze: "I was going to take this child in the first place, but the Holy Lord told Leng Qing to do it, who knew that such a big event would happen in the Wang's mansion?" Did you have anything to do with this? If the king knew that the child also died in our Western Xia, I am afraid that he would have already set foot in Western Xia. Can you still sit on the throne of the emperor for the past few years? If you don't send troops to attack the Song Dynasty today, the Song Dynasty may attack Western Xia in turn tomorrow. Now that Tubo has leaned towards the Great Song Dynasty, and even the Liao State doesn't care about the Western Xia, do you give up the Western Xia to the Great Song just because of a king? Are you willing, but I don't want to sit still?! ”

With a "choking" sound, Li Liangzuo's sword was half pulled out of its sheath, and the cold light flashed on the blade.

"What? Does the Holy One want to kill me? Rest assured, as soon as I die, news will reach the king, how did you send someone to bring back the king's son. And I believe that the Chinese military forces of the DPRK are probably not worried about the Song army stepping on the Western Xia, and when the time comes, it will be good to give up the Western Xia to the Great Song Dynasty! Liang Luoyao raised her forehead, seemingly not caring about the cold light on the blade at all.

Li Liangzuo pushed the sword back into the scabbard, Liang Luoyao was right, maybe in the eyes of outsiders, it didn't seem to be a big deal, but it was related to Li Liangzuo's untieable knot. He knows better that the current power of the Western Xia court is already Liang Luoyao's brothers and sisters. He killed these two people, but he couldn't kill the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, let alone destroy the people's words. Liang Luoyao clung to his handle, and what Li Liangzuo couldn't get over was the knot in his heart. People are confused, especially for Li Liangzuo, who has just reached the age of the weak crown, he has been hiding in the shadow of this matter, whether it is self-blame or guilt or overwhelmed, no one can explain him, he can't say it to anyone.

"Smack!" A heavy slap hit Liang Luoyao in the face, Liang Luoyao raised his head again, and Li Liangzuo pointed at the tip of Liang Luoyao's nose with his finger: "Don't think I don't know, you can't escape the disappearance of Leng Qing." I can work so hard to regain the throne from the hands of the Wuzang clan, and I am not afraid to take it from your Liang brothers and sisters again. If it weren't for my son's sake, I wouldn't have allowed you to have today. With that, Li Liangzuo rushed out of the dormitory angrily.

Under the stone steps outside the hall, Wu Su was already waiting in line, "Let's go!" Li Liangzuo waved his hand, and the team followed out of Li Liangzuo's forbidden middle. Outside the Daqing Hall of the Imperial City of Western Xia, the Manba father and son who were waiting there had already ordered the elite soldiers, and saw Li Liangzuo striding through the Daqing Palace, often leading Li Liangzuo's war horse, the two teams went to one place, and thousands of people marched out of the Xingqing Mansion Brigade and set off to Yanzhou.

In the imperial city's dormitory, Liang Luoyao listened to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, and finally the imperial city was quiet again. She sat down on the throne weakly, holding half of her cheeks that were still slightly hot with her hands, reminiscing about Li Liangzuo's words just now. There is no love between them as husband and wife, he betrayed the Wuzang family back then, and although he became a queen in the following days, in the face of a merry emperor who is not yet an adult, Liang Luoyao's psychology only has two words to support him, that is, imperial power.

"Someone! Go and invite the prime minister. Liang Luoyao commanded.

Minister Liang Yibu was sitting in the study with a smile at this time, watching the three or four-year-old Liang Yikui grabbing a brush and scribbling on the paper, and the ink had already swiped the little face and hands.

"Qi Qi Prime Minister, the emperor's army has left the city." A guard came in to report.

"Got it!" Liang Yi buried his words, and his eyes did not leave Liang Yikui's body for a moment.

The guards retreated, Liang Yikui looked up at Liang Yiburi, and the immature child voice asked, "Daddy, do you think I wrote well?" This is B, B of B. ”

"Haha, okay, I'm smart!" Liang Yi stroked his beard and smiled.

"I don't want to write, Daddy plays with me." Liang Yikui threw the pen on the table and got tired of Liang Yi's body, Liang Yifu picked up his dirty little hands and rubbed the ink on himself.

Mrs. Liang walked up to the "father and son" with a smile: "Okay, let Daddy do things and go back to the room with Mom?" Saying that, he was going to come over and pick up Liang Yiqi.

"Not good!" The child turned around and rubbed Liang Yi to bury it.

For this child Liang Yi buried is too fond, from this child a few months old, he watched the child from the crawling to the babbling to learn to speak, every day in addition to the things in the court, the first thing Liang Yi buried when he came back from the dynasty was to see the child, until Xiao Liang Yi learned to call his father, Liang Yi buried seems to have forgotten, this is not his own son at all.

"Xiangye, I think you will simply take him with you in the future." Madame said with a smile.

"Why not? When he is older, I will bring him and let him be more of a companion to the prince. Perhaps, let our family Yiqi and the prince accompany him, and the future of that son will definitely not be under his son, hahaha! Liang Yi said proudly.

Madame also smiled: "You are above 10,000 people under one person, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to surpass you." This time, the emperor went out of the city again, didn't Xiangye go to send it off? ”

"He always goes out of the city, either to fight or to accompany the capital to live happily, who will send him without the queen's will? I have the kung fu to send him, so I might as well watch my little Yi Yi happy! Liang Yi said disdainfully.

"Qi Qi Prime Minister, the queen sent someone to invite you into the palace!"

Mrs. hugged the child in Liang Yi's arms, Liang Yibu shook his head helplessly, and gently pinched the child's cheek: "Good, Yi Yi is obedient!" With that, he changed his clothes and turned to walk out of the room.

Half an hour later, Liang Yibury came to the queen's bedroom, and the first thing Liang Luoyao said when she saw Liang Yibury was: "Brother, how is the thing you want to arrange?" ”

Liang Yi hurriedly said: "Sister Queen, don't worry, I have already arranged everything." As long as Li Liangzuo's kid reaches the front line, even if Song Bing can't catch him, I'm afraid he will have no way back this time! ”

Liang Luoyao's eyes were slightly red: "Alas, after all, they have been husband and wife for many years, I am only afraid that if he settles accounts with you and me one day, I am afraid that you and my brother and sister may not be luckier than the Wuzang family!" ”

Liang Yi thought to himself, you should come less. If I hadn't secretly arranged it, I'm afraid Li Liangzuo wouldn't have known how many sons he had outside, and you, the queen, might have been guarding the cold palace.

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