Veterans who have been on the battlefield often say that the battlefield is ruthless and the sword has no eyes, hundreds of thousands of horses on both sides of the enemy and us are killed in one rush, and thousands and hundreds of lives are swallowed up in an instant.

Li Wei followed the army all the way north, and the messengers rode fast horses to reach Luoyang from Huangya Pass in only four or five days, but the army of 150,000 people marched for a month.

King Yu, who led the army, was not worried at all that the barbarians would break through the Yellow Cliff Pass and go south into the Central Plains, after all, the 200,000 Zhenbei Army of the Yellow Cliff Pass was his men, and he had always been strict with those people, so when the main general was not there, although it was not possible to take the initiative to attack, it was no problem to defend the Yellow Cliff Pass. Seriously calculated, nearly half of the Great Wei army, which claimed to have a million soldiers, was in his hands, and the other half was in the hands of the feudal kings. Except for the 50,000 Yulin troops in Luoyang City and the 30,000 forbidden troops in the palace, it seems that the emperor has no military power in his hands. Thinking like this, Feng Yu remembered the reluctance to grit his teeth when the emperor gave him the holy decree. If he thinks about it, he can understand what the emperor is thinking, counting back more than ten or twenty years, which emperor is not always sending people to lead the army to go on the expedition, and there is a tiger talisman that can control the army. Feng Yu touched the tiger talisman in his sleeve, and suddenly remembered how this tiger talisman came from.

It's been about thirteen years, Feng Yu calculated carefully, but the result was all confused. Thirteen years ago, the current emperor was still a cowardly teenager, line twelve. At the end of autumn, the water in the Imperial Garden was very cold, and Feng Yu took the wind jacket out of the pool, and the young man's robe was wet with the water, clinging to his thin body. When the surrounding princes saw Feng Yu coming over, they scattered in a hurry, leaving only Feng Yuan, who was a little cowering, standing there tremblingly. The wind at the end of autumn carried a slight chill, looking at the young man's pale and bloodless face, Feng Yu frowned, and unwrapped his cloak around him. The fourteen-year-old boy was wrapped tightly in the cloak that reached his knees, and he was dragged to the ground by half the length of his palm, and his eyes were full of trust and joy when he looked at him.

Feng Yu looked at him for a long time before he recognized that it was his twelfth brother, and he remembered that when Xiao Twelve was born, the handkerchief in the palace was torn to pieces. The mother of the twelfth concubine is expensive by virtue of her son, and she has jumped from a small noble person to Concubine Hui, one of the four concubines, and is given to live in Huiyi Palace. The singer from a lowly background suddenly climbed to a high position in the palace, and the emperor could not let the emperor relax by killing two officials in the court. He was seven years old when the official was killed, and when he was playful and active, he sneaked into the court while the palace people were not paying attention, and hid behind the largest and thickest pillar and listened to the adults arguing with a red face and a thick neck. The old Yushi was so angry that his face turned red, and he shouted that the emperor was insulting Sven, knelt down and cried three times, "Heaven is going to die, my Great Wei!" Then he used all his strength to bow his head and hit the pillar where Feng Yu was hiding, and the dull sound of "bang" was like thunder on the main hall, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone in the hall.

Feng Yu was greatly impacted, and when the old Yushi bumped into him, he clearly saw him, and even smiled at him, and then the next second blood splattered on the spot. Feng Yu looked at the old Yushi who was silent after convulsing twice, and blood gushed out of his head, mixed with gray-white ** and dripping all over the ground.

The court meeting dispersed in a hurry, and the palace people who cleaned the palace washed the Jinluan Hall over and over again, took the best agarwood and burned it in the hall to cover the smell of blood. The palace people didn't seem to see Feng Yu busy with his own work, and the Seven Princes, who were sitting on the ground with their mouths open, were ignored as completely as air, and were not found back by the anxious grandmother until the evening. Feng Yu lay on Grandma's shoulder in a daze, his mind full of the distorted smiling face that Lao Yushi tried his best to put on when he raised his eyes and saw him before he bumped into him.

Feng Yu, who returned to Yuchun Palace, locked himself up, and didn't go out for three whole days, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw a scene full of blood all over the ground. The weather in May was warm and pleasant, but Feng Yu, who had locked himself in his room, felt as cold as winter around him. He suddenly understood that his father should have known that he was hiding there, and that the palace people completely ignored him when they swept that day, and he was also instructed by the emperor to touch it. He remembered the mocking look in his father's eyes when he looked at the corpse of the old imperial history that day, and thought that it was probably for him. The child who was praised for being smart and clever since he was a child, and was pampered by his mother who was a concubine in the palm of his hand, changed his appearance overnight.

Concubine Hui's voice is excellent, when she opens her mouth to sing, it is a soft Jiangnan taste, the emperor loves her light and light voice, Wu Nong's soft words, like a soft but tough vine, woven into a fine and dense net, tightly wrapped in people. It was a very gentle woman, smiling like a spring breeze in March, the dim sum was excellently cooked, the soft taste was sandwiched with the sweet taste of freshly dried fruits, and the soaked plum wine was sprinkled with soaked sugar osmanthus. Feng Yu once hid on the side to see this very favored lady, the kind of tranquil temperament that is not impregnated is fascinating, there are few such women in the harem, the young lady who has been soaked in the dye vat of interests all the year round, is more than smart, more than scheming, but only lacks the ordinary atmosphere from the market. After staying here for a long time, you will suddenly have a lazy feeling of forgetting the world, and it is no wonder that the emperor favors Concubine Hui, and after seeing too much of the complexity in the court, he always thinks about a place to completely relax and relax, and he doesn't think about anything.

When did Concubine Hui fall out of favor, at that time Feng Yu looked down at the trembling wind in front of him, the young man's facial features had a gentle temperament in the south of the Yangtze River, and his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Concubine Hui Niangniang, who was beaten into the cold palace eight years ago, and suddenly had a gratuitous irritability, and when he ordered someone to send Feng Yuan back, the young man muttered as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and walked back step by step.

When the man was found from the Huifei Palace, he was not in a single position, and when the Huifei Niangniang was dragged out of the Huichun Palace by the two grandmothers, she was in an embarrassed shape. Mama dragged her to the cold palace without mercy like a dead dog, Concubine Hui's eyes were full of tears, but she stubbornly lowered her head and said nothing. The luxurious brocade robe was dragged to tatters on the ground, and he stood on the hill opposite Huichun Palace, looking at the woman who was being dragged away, and suddenly had a sad mood in his heart.

Feng Yu suddenly felt as if he had missed something, and as if he hadn't remembered anything, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, he looked up and saw that it was General Huangya Guan. In the distance, you can faintly see the blue-black city wall of Huangyaguan, standing quietly there in the darkening sky, like the back of a sleeping giant beast, stretching for hundreds of meters, submerging into the verdant mountain.