(The original plot of chapters 79-83 has been reorganized and integrated, and now it is silky and silky.) As the author of the first time to write a long story,I'm here to apologize to the cuties.,This is a big lesson.,In the case of more plot timelines and foreshadowing,How to shake out the burden smoothly.,I plan to base on the story outline and outline in the future.,Specifically make a detailed outline of the text combing.,First simulate the text yourself and then upload the code.。 Above, the cuties use it slowly~)

The following is an update for today~

Yiqiu and Feng Zhu each bowed their heads and pondered for a moment, Yiqiu suddenly looked up and said:

"There may also be those who try to speculate, there is no shortage of silver taels in their hands, and they want to take a risk and gamble when they hear rumors of the failure of the mutual market in the past two days...... They may not be rumor-mongers. ”

Fei Minghe said:

"That's why the old man said that the gambling amount should be very high, so that ordinary people dare not gamble, and let those who are sure that they know the truth itch and want to speculate, so how about setting the gambling amount to 100,000 taels?"

"Heh, 100,000 taels!"

Yiqiu and Feng Zhu couldn't help but smack their tongues, such a big temptation, if they really thought that they knew the truth in advance, they would have to gamble on it.

Fei Minghe pursed his lips and said with a sneer on his face:

"So, it's a stupid idea. If you can't do it, you probably can't do it, so you want to come...... can only trouble the ancestral son. ”

Poof.

Yiqiu couldn't help laughing, it seemed that everyone knew that Zu Yong was an authentic gentleman, just smiling and smiling, somewhere in her heart was also soft.

After the departure of the Self-Defense House, it was already the time when the lights were on.

It seems that tonight's street market is sluggish, and the few pedestrians are trotting all the way.

On both sides of the road were very lively Qintai buildings, and on weekdays, there were guys in the shops everywhere stopping passing cars and horses to solicit customers, but today there are few people outside, and even a few stores are locked early.

Yiqiu was a little puzzled in his heart, and looked at Feng Xi beside him, he was also looking around a little uneasily.

As a comrade on the battlefield for nearly ten years, Yiqiu could see the vigilance of Feng Zhu's body, and he was protecting himself behind him, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Miss, Brother Feng Chase!"

Huang Qi's voice came from behind him, and in a moment the mount flew in front of them.

"Something happened, half an hour ago, an urgent report came from the Tanglin Guard, and the Tanglin Guard attacked my Dongshan Tomb, and the Tanglin Wei was defeated."

"We delivered the news from the secret sentry at the city gate, so I hurried to find the young lady, and when I arrived at the Wei Mansion, I said that the young lady had just left - I wanted to come there so that I had already entered the palace at this time!"

Yiqiu thought for a moment and blurted out:

"Without further ado, I'll go into the palace to find out. Huang Qi went back to Weifu, found Mr. Fei, and reported the matter to him personally. Brother Fengchai, what I just discussed with Mr. Fei, you will go to Zu's house to find Zu Yong now......"

In a hurry, Yiqiu took off a short knife from his waist and handed it to Feng Chase, "He may not know you, he will definitely agree to help if he presents this thing." ”

Yiqiu said that Bi picked up the horsewhip, kicked the horse's belly with the tip of his boot, and rode forward quickly and disappeared.

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From a distance, I saw a large number of people kneeling outside the Huangji Gate, Yiqiu beat his horse and galloped behind the crowd, and after a few glances, he found that most of them were low-level officials with faces, and there were all military generals who looked at the uniforms.

Some people wept and wept and kept kowtowing to the city gate, asking the court to send troops, and the words were weeping and weeping.

"The Tulun barbarians, who colluded with thieves to kill Zhongliang in the past, and now raided the Dongshan Mausoleum and humiliated the ancestral mausoleum of Emperor Taizu, which is really unbearable."

Most of the generals were angry, rolled up their sleeves in front of the palace and asked His Majesty the Emperor to send reinforcements, vowing to support the Tanglin Guard with the army, expelling the barbarians, and killing all the enemies to show the country's prestige.

When Yiqiu heard the words of sending reinforcements from the imperial court, he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, and he always felt that things were a little mysterious.

In fact, at this time, no matter who mentioned that the garrison forces of Kyoto and Gyeonggi should be transferred for foreign aid, the emperor had to show 12 points of caution.

There are lessons from the past, but now the internal situation is not stable, and strong enemies are waiting, and it is impossible to easily transfer reinforcements.

Yiqiu's heart was bitter, in fact, as the king of a country, even Yiqiu felt shabby by the forces at his disposal in Yuan Zheng's hands.

At present, the garrison of Kyoto is only 20,000 forbidden troops in the imperial city, and the 20,000 guard battalions that Guo Xiaoyi took over to rebuild.

In addition, the emperor only had Lin Shifan, who was far away in the southwest border, and transferring the southwest road to Dongshan Mausoleum in the northeast frontier for support was a foolish move to waste money and labor.

However, the Donglin guard of the Duke of Donghai was only defeated in a battle, and it was not without a chance of victory, and it was too early to send reinforcements at this time.

With such doubts in her heart, she whipped her horse and galloped quickly behind the ministers outside the Emperor's Gate, and went straight to the Huiji Gate.

Because Yiqiu frequently entered the Feng Pavilion in the past few days to deliver news to Wen Jiusheng, it was because the guards on duty at the Huiji Gate saw her mount from a distance and came forward and ordered someone to report to the Feng Pavilion.

Yiqiu familiarly exchanged pleasantries with several guard leaders, and learned that there was indeed an urgent feather from the Tanglin Guard half an hour ago. Yiqiu speculated in his heart, according to the calculation of time, presumably the emperor also knew about the military situation, and it was very likely that he would discuss this matter with the elder of Wenge in the Fengge duty room at this moment.

But in a moment, the guards who went to Feng Pavilion to report the news had already turned around and asked Yiqiu to go to Feng Pavilion.

After handing over the mount to the guards, Yiqiu quickened his pace and stepped into the Feng Pavilion and went straight to Wen Jiusheng's duty room.

Qiao Gongshan, who was waiting outside the door, hurriedly took a look, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard a crisp click, like the sound of hard-sided documents being thrown on the ground.

What followed was Yuan Zheng's restrained angry shout:

"Now the hundred officials in the court are all such mediocre and brainless stupid people, pus!"

Yiqiu's heart trembled, opened the curtain and entered the duty room, bowed his head and knelt down, and greeted the emperor and Wen Jiusheng separately.

"Sister Qiu, hurry up."

Yiqiu still had uncontrollable anger when she heard the emperor's voice, and leaned down to pick up a piece of music that had fallen to the ground.

There was a big chapter of the recital, and there were a lot of nonsense, but in the end, a few piercing words and phrases pierced into my heart like a dagger:

"Abandon the capital and move south to avoid disaster...... The state of Yidi divides the river and governs it...... The great cause of a thousand years should be slowed down ......"

Bastard thing!

She cursed in her heart, and the signature of the cover was "Imperial History Li Sansi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate", and she was sure that she had never heard of this name.

I was going to open my mouth to comfort the emperor, but I found that I couldn't talk about it.

All the low-level officials have their own reasons, which is enough to show that most of the officials in the current court are mediocre and courageless, and as the monarch, it is impossible for Yuan Zheng not to feel sad and disappointed.

Wen Jiusheng silently pointed to the two stacks of music folds on the bookcase next to him, Yi Qiu quickly looked through the past, it was nothing more than all kinds of rhetoric about sending aid to ask for war, almost all of the people who played the music were low-level officials below the seventh grade, and the cultural relics were mixed, and most of them were from the hands of the group of people outside the Huangji Gate.

There are only a few copies of the other stack, all of which impeach the Donghai Gong for his ineffective resistance to the enemy, and ask the emperor to issue a decree to apply for punishment, ordering him to quickly lead the Tanglin Guard to resist the enemy with all his might, and make up for the merits.

Yiqiu sighed a few times in his heart, this is the normal way to advance!

Looking at the signature of the cover, it is indeed Wen Jiusheng's protégés.

Yiqiu looked at the emperor sitting on the main seat, opened his lips and asked softly:

"I don't know what the East China Sea Duke said in the feather? How many troops did Tulun send, when and where did they exchange fire with our army, what was the combat strength of both sides, and how many casualties did our army suffer? ”