Chapter 42 The city is full of only one person to return
After a long time, the emperor, who was almost in good spirits, raised his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Shui Ming, who was standing respectfully, and said, "The monarch and the minister have been here for so many years, you don't need to be restrained here, it's okay to be casual." ”
It seemed that General Qiu was too restrained, and after the emperor finished speaking, he continued: "Guiying, bring a chair to General Qiu." The old eunuch said yes and then pushed the door and went out.
"What do you think are the pros and cons of joining forces with their Snow Rain Villa?" After the old eunuch left, the emperor began to ask, not because he was worried that the old eunuch named Guiying would eat inside and out, but for the emperor, he was reluctant to talk to an old eunuch about family and country affairs.
Qiu Shuiming obviously expected the emperor to ask such a question, and he was not surprised at all, the tired emperor was in a much happier mood in an instant, and said with a slight smile: "Bai Dagongzi told you?" ”
"When Brother Bai was chatting with me two days ago, he asked me: What if the royal family joins forces with Xueyu Villa?" I expected that the emperor should also consider the gains and losses of this idea.
The old emperor did not take up the topic again, but his face was full of reminiscence, and after a long time, he almost muttered to himself: "You and the eldest prince are a generation, I am more than twenty years older than you, I never thought that I was not dead and you are so old." ”
Qiu Shuiming sighed deeply, for people who practice martial arts, physical fitness and fighting and killing people are two different things, those pampered martial artists like their own age can't see any aging, and he and Brother Bai are in pain, and the old ones are going to go to the grave, seeing some former peers, if they say that they are their own sons, some people believe it.
The cold wind outside the window blew into the house with cold rain, and the emperor felt a hint of coldness and came back to his senses, "Then what about the answer after you think about it?" ”
"If we were to fight against these feudal families, the imperial army's army would be able to fight against almost seventy percent of their backbone, but considering that after they joined forces, the various forces would surround us, and we would be held back no matter which side we fought against, so if we fought directly against them, we would have no chance of winning.
This is just considering the strength on the surface, we don't know how many masters have been cultivated by the resources in the hands of those who have died in the past, although we also have some hidden masters, but on the whole it must be worse, we can easily destroy any force, but presumably they still understand the truth of the cold lips and teeth, as long as they are united, we are powerless to wage war against everyone. ”
After General Qiu Shuiming finished speaking, he stopped speaking, and the emperor said lightly: "You just said the current situation, but you didn't say what you think should be done, don't worry, no matter what you say today, you are not guilty." ”
The room was quiet again, Qiu Shuiming lowered his head and looked at the floor tiles on the ground that had been walked by generations of monarchs and ministers, the emperor sat quietly, and the big eunuch who went out to find a chair seemed to have no intention of coming back.
Qiu Shuiming pondered for a while and then said: "If the imperial court wants to weaken the local power, it must help, and we can unite some families, but these selected families will grow into larger tycoons when they are separated, and it will be even more difficult to deal with at that time."
If we consider it on this basis, we only need to unite the powerful forces around the capital, and then win over the Snow Rain Villa, and in the process, give the meat to the Snow Rain Villa to eat, and the final beneficiary is the imperial court and the Snow Rain Villa, use the tiger to clean up the wolves, and finally solve the tiger. ”
The emperor squinted slightly, and said coldly: "Are you sure to solve the Snow and Rain Mountain Villa at that time?" ”
"It's easier to solve the Snow Rain Villa, after all, it's okay to use the army, the difficult thing is how to hunt down those top masters, if those masters want to escape, it is difficult to catch them, because of Bai Shangshu's planning over the years, our capital is not afraid of masters of that level, but if they wreak havoc everywhere in the empire, we have nowhere to prevent." After Qiu Shuiming finished speaking, he wanted to stop talking, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"You've got a solution."
Emperor Jian'an, who had just used the new era name a few years ago, frowned slightly, as if he was considering the gains and losses of this matter, but what Qiu Shuiming said was not a question but a certainty, and it seemed that General Qiu Shuiming already had a strategy.
"Marry Emperor Jinghuang to Prince Yun."
When Emperor Jian'an finished speaking, Emperor Jian'an's body trembled obviously, after being an emperor for a lifetime, he naturally easily understood what Qiu Shuiming meant, Emperor Jinghuang is the most noble princess of the royal family, if she can marry into Xueyu Villa, Xueyu Villa's wariness of the royal family may be minimized.
By the time all the wars to suppress the local forces are over, it will inevitably be many years later when the two sides turn against each other, and there will be no problem in becoming a grandmaster-level master with the talent of Emperor Jinghuang.
It seems like a good plan, but it can be regarded as ruining the life of Emperor Jinghuang, marrying someone he doesn't love, and maybe giving birth to an heir after a few years, at that time, he will murder her husband's family, kill the child's father, and the first thing when the Snow Rain Villa is destroyed will be to kill her, a traitor, and in the end, it will be difficult for Jinghuang to survive.
In the end, the emperor, who seemed a little tired, said softly: "Even this may not be successful, is it?" ”
Qiu Shuiming didn't say much, he knew that Emperor Jinghuang was the bright moon in the hands of the emperor and empress, so he was naturally reluctant to marry her.
"Go ahead, I'm a little tired."
When Qiu Shuiming walked out of the imperial study, he looked back, and the emperor who was leaning on the chair and tilting his head slightly closed his eyes, as if he was full of exhaustion, and as if he was relaxed after putting down something.
After Qiu Shuiming left, the old emperor walked out of the imperial study, walked into the drizzle, and stood on the white stone paved square, his eyes filled with tears and looked east.
In that little time, so many people died and so many people were abolished in this square, and the future of the empire was ruined, and there was a royal ambition to recreate the glory of the empire.
Thirty years later, the emperor, who is now an old man, seems to have seen the overwhelming snow in front of his eyes again, paving the world into a silvery white, just like the scene he saw again and again in his dreams, the ground covered with snow was full of dazzling blood, and in the goose feather snow, the young figures in the dense square fought to the death, and finally died in battle.
Between the two huge black palaces, the old emperor, who knew that he was not old, squatted in the rain that was getting heavier and heavier, and if he hadn't taken care of his majesty, he would have cried a long time ago.
The sound of horses' hooves treading water came from the wide official road in front of the south gate of the capital, and suddenly the city was boiling, and many related official ladies ran to the city wall with umbrellas and stretched out their heads to look.
Many people come to see the excitement because of curiosity, but there are also a lot of people who come to be able to amaze Yun Dagongzi, even if they haven't seen Yun Dagongzi, they don't know whether Yun Dagongzi is beautiful or ugly, but this does not affect their expectation of marrying Yun Dagongzi.
According to the practice of generations, the words of the parents are the sacred regulations for women to get married, and many women who come out of the concubine can't choose what they like, and they can only marry the young lady and pick the rest of the husband, so many of them are here today, anyway, the marriage is not something they can choose, so why not try to marry a powerful one?
Soon, the black horse with four hooves stepping on the snow appeared in the public eye, and the white-clothed figure on the horse was not real, and there were several people riding horses and whips behind this figure.
Yun Tomb Sheng A group of people drank tea and couldn't talk about who came first, so they let go and ran, whoever arrived at the city gate first was naturally the first to enter the city.
When it was closer, the girls upstairs finally saw the appearance of a few people, except for Jin Dingfa who was too fat, the appearance of several other people was okay, and the cloud tomb was born under the wide gate and looked at the crowds on the city wall, a heroic spirit rose to the sky, and shouted to the whole city: "Fengge City, my cloud tomb was born." ”
Suddenly, the city was boiling, and after knowing which one was the eldest prince of Yun, many women who came to see the excitement secretly hated that they had not packed up properly and came back, and the young man who passed through the city gate and boarded the Vermilion Bird Avenue exuded a breath that could not be seen in the capital, clear as a mountain spring, soft as a spring spring.
Looking at the various small umbrellas on both sides of Suzaku Avenue, Yun Tombsheng, who was galloping all the way, had just heard that someone was greeting him at the tea shop, and he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and looked around from his horse, his face was exposed under the eaves of the umbrella that was slightly upturned.
When Yun Qianyu appeared behind him, it also caused a commotion, like a basin of cold water to extinguish the thoughts of many girls to be married, such a son, only such a girl can complement each other by his side, and he is indeed unworthy.
"Yun Gongzi."
I don't know which girl shouted the first sentence, and the shouts on the side of the road came and went.
The horse didn't run fast enough to rob Yun Tombsheng, Li Yu looked at everyone's eyes staring ahead, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged for a while, but thinking that it was good to be able to gallop through the horse among so many people, the interest suddenly came up again, and he kept waving his hands to both sides while riding on the horse, which also attracted some attention.
Qiu Shuiming, who came out of the palace, sat in a low-key brown sedan chair, and the guards carried the sedan chair and walked unhurriedly on the bluestone paved Suzaku Avenue.
Full of white hair, the fast-aging General Qiu thought that time had gone back in a trance, how familiar this scene was, but the scene that day was even grander, when that person returned triumphantly, the road from the south gate to the Chengtian Temple was impassable, and the city was only waiting for one person to return.
The frolicking handsome and tall young man stepped past, the rain splashed everywhere, and the white-haired general just watched the young man with a youthful face pass by his side, and in this staggered moment, time seemed to be stretched for a long time.
The noise on Suzaku Avenue was only for a while, and when the young man passed, it gradually returned to calm, General Qiu followed the bump of the small sedan chair, and looked blankly at the young girls who were gathering in the drizzle to discuss the young girls of Yun Dagongzi, sighed and said softly: "Is it a new era again?" ”
The crowd dispersed, but the popularity of the eldest prince of Xueyu Villa did not weaken in the slightest, and it spread more and more, and within half a day, everyone knew that the eldest young master of Xueyu Villa, Yushu, was in the wind, and there was more natural freshness than many men in the capital.