In the middle of winter, the wind is biting, and the Yellow River, which used to roll and waves, gradually succumbs to the severe cold, reins in its unruly wandering, and slows down the river, but it is still turbulent. The willow trees on the bank of the Luoyang moat, the dead branches are shaking, and occasionally a few birds fly by, making a hoarse cry, listening to the hearts of the people tremble. Since Li Miao's death in battle, the soldiers defending the city have all been in danger, looking at the banner covering the sky in the distance, their hearts trembling, and the hand holding the sword Ge trembled slightly.

Er Zhu Zhao is going south from his eldest son at this moment, and Zhu Zhongyuan, the assassin of Xuzhou, leads his troops to march towards Beijing, and Luoyang has become a barrel. On the first day of November, Yuan Ziyou issued an edict ordering Zheng Xianhu, the general of the Che Cavalry and the general of the Left Guard, to be the envoy, the general, and the governor of the capital, and the governor Li Kanxi went to Yang Yu in Xingtai to gather troops to fight.

He Batsheng, who stayed in Luoyang, took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the slip platform for Yuan Ziyou to fight, and Er Zhu Zhao ordered Qingwei to hand over letters to him several times to express his confusion in his heart, and advised him to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, see the situation clearly, and not to die for Yuan Ziyou, but He Batsheng always ignored it. Under the cold moon, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the moonlight is not as easy as the trees covered with branches and leaves, and it is as cold as water, an indescribable desolation. Under the cold silver-white helmet, He Batsheng's handsome face did not have a trace of a smile, his eyes were colder than the moonlight, and the teardrop hanging in the corner of his eyes looked so lonely under the reflection of the moonlight, he held the sword in his hand tightly, staring at the direction of the Luoyang Palace in the distance, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, "Ying'e, why until today, I can't let go of you, and I am willing to die for your words." ”

He lowered his eyes and was sad, and the scene of that day appeared in front of him, Ying'e, who was pregnant with a pregnant belly, stood in front of him dressed as a palace maid, her eyes were sad, and her words were resentful, she was begging him to save the country. Puzzled, he asked, "Why?" Did the emperor kill your father and younger brother, and the queen didn't hold a grudge against him at all? ”

Ying'e bit her lower lip, lowered her head and touched her pregnant belly, and said quietly, "Hate, how can this palace not hate, even if my father is so heinous in the eyes of the emperor, he is also my father, my father has fought for many years, suffered countless injuries, and laid this country for him, but he was finally killed by him in the palace." But Bengong doesn't know why he can't hate it, maybe because he is the father of the child in Bengong, as the monarch who leads the country, he will inevitably think more, what kind of family affection, love, this world is the most important thing to him. Bengong now just hates why he fell in love with him, Bengong doesn't dare to say that he hasn't sat with him and overlooks the world's heart, Bengong has indeed fantasized, so Bengong betrayed Daddy. In the past few days, the palace has often thought that if the Empress Dowager Hu could let go of some mundane things, King Qinghe could be braver, maybe they would become a couple grazing on the grassland. With so many interests intertwined, the marriage between the palace and the emperor for these three years may be the most forgiving in God, do you say? ”

Her back is so thin, and her narrow shoulders want to hold up half the world, but she is so powerless. He Batsheng wanted to reach out and take her into his arms, use his own temperature to warm her body that was shivering from the cold, and wanted to use his deep affection to moisten the eyes that were cold from despair, and there was no tear in the beautiful eyes, and the red lips were lightly opened as if telling other people's stories. But he couldn't hold her, the difference between the monarch and the minister was the chasm that prevented him from suppressing his impulse, he retracted the hand that had been stretched out, turned it into a fist and slammed it on his thigh, he gritted his teeth and tried to restrain his calmness, "What does the queen want the minister to do for you?" ”

Ying'e slowly turned around and pointed to Erzhu Shilong's Mansion and said, "All the Erzhuchuan people in Luoyang City should be in my uncle's mansion now, waiting for his order, they will attack the palace." The palace doesn't want to see relatives again, and is more worried about A-Niang's safety, and the palace wants A-Niang to get out of the city as soon as possible. However, if the army is raised, the emperor has no good generals, and the palace also knows that his uncle and others have long been eyeing the palace. It's just that the palace really can't bear to see Luoyang City being ruined again, and doesn't want to see the concubines being humiliated because of the fall of the city, and they are reluctant to let the emperor's long-planned plan die on the day of action. This palace begs you to help the emperor, not to mention your friendship with your brother, it is this battle achievement, courage and decisiveness are also convincing to everyone, you are better than others in one sentence, let your uncle withdraw from Luoyang first, and return to Jinyang with A-Niang. Give the emperor a little time and give the people of Luoyang a way to live, this is what the palace asked the general to do. ”

"Doesn't the queen regret it, if all the generals know about today's events, how will the queen deal with herself?" He Batsheng had a faint worry, he knew Er Zhuzhao's temperament too well, he was the most annoying Yuan Ziyou, and he often angrily turned Ying'e's elbow outward.

"Wei Magpie has a nest, and Wei Gu lives in it. The son of Yu returned, and a hundred taels of royalty. Wei Que has a nest, and Wei Gu is square. The son of the son will return, and a hundred taels will be there. Wei Magpie has a nest, and Wei Gu is Yingzhi. The son of the return, one hundred and two percent. Ying'e groaned, and her eyes became clear, like an unmarried daughter, "This palace entered the Taiji Hall from the Chang Closed Gate, and it was the emperor who held the hand of the palace and accepted the worship of the ministers, what do you say the palace should be!" ”

He Batsheng no longer said more, and said with the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, "The ministers are sure to ensure that the emperor is safe and sound, and there is no regret in dying." ”

Ying'e took out a sachet from her cloak, and a goshawk was embroidered on the light white jade brocade circling in the air, "This is not an ordinary spice, it is the Heavenly Saliva Pill that the palace asked Zhao Liangyuan to match." When you go out to fight, the sword and sword shadow will inevitably be damaged, and this thing can protect the heart the most, and it can save your life in a critical moment. ”

"Queen, is this a reward for Weichen?"

A trace of guilt flashed in Ying'e's eyes, how did she not know He Batsheng's heart for her, but her heart had already been given to Yuan Ziyou, that almost crazy love, let her ignore other people's meticulousness and broken bones, why didn't she be silent for a moment, "No, it's not a reward, it's this palace... Ying'e, thank you, General Hobal. ”

That day in the winter, the wind and snow covered the moss, the sparkling waves gradually converged, the swimming fish dived deeply, I couldn't find the warbler singing and dancing, I couldn't smell the fragrance of a hundred flowers, but He Batsheng's heart was like a warm moon, and the fragrance was in the spleen.

He Batsheng, who had retracted his thoughts, looked a little sleepy, and stood guard for several nights, but he could not enter the camp to rest. Because Yuan Ziyou always had a grudge against him, he didn't even need him to be the generalissimo of the Eastern Expedition, but he used Xingyang Zheng Xi from Sun Zheng Xianhu to be the general of the cavalry, and the governor of the capital to crusade against Zhu Zhongyuan, and Zheng Xianhu was a particularly jealous and jealous person, seeing Yuan Ziyou so arranged, he knew that he did not trust He Batsheng, and Zheng Xianhu was afraid that He Batsheng's talent would surpass him and appear incompetent. Since the departure of the team, he has never been allowed to contact the front-line battle reports, but only arranged for him to keep vigil, and did not even let him get close to the main camp. On cold nights, there is only a bonfire to keep warm, and there is not even a tent to shelter from the wind, but the bonfire can seat a few people. Looking at the trembling appearance of his brothers who were born and died with him, he always used the excuse of not being cold to stand guard for them.

He Batsheng stood far away and looked at his surroundings, unable to escape his eagle eyes at all. The cold wind blew, he couldn't help but shiver, his frozen fingers couldn't even hold the sword, he put his hands to his mouth and sighed, and his soldiers ran over with a bowl of hot water when they saw this, "General, it's cold, you better sit down and drink hot, standing guard shouldn't be done by you, let's come." ”

The other soldiers sitting around the campfire also brushed their hands and stood up, "Yes, General, it's been a few days, and you have been giving us the fire, and you yourself are freezing, which makes us feel uncomfortable. ”

He Batsheng turned around and looked at this group of brothers who shared the suffering, and the corners of his mouth rose, "I'm not cold, even if the frost is a hundred feet this day, it can't stop our full blood, just let the brothers follow me, a useless person, you have suffered." ”

"It's not bitter, it's the luck of my life to follow General Hebal. We—" Before the soldiers could finish speaking, they saw a rain of arrows come in, and several soldiers fell in response, and the rest hurriedly blocked with swords and shields.

He Batsheng's personal soldier He Batsheng jumped in front of He Batsheng and protected him to the death, "General, it's Erzhu Zhongyuan's sneak attack, let's retreat to the camp first." ”

He Batsheng looked at the dense torches that lit up the night sky a mile away, and knew that the army had arrived, and depending on how the thirty of them resisted, he turned around and said, "Okay, shield bunker, quickly withdraw into the camp." ”

The group retreated to the gate of the camp but found that the camp gate was closed, He Batxiu slapped the camp gate and asked the defenders to open the door, but saw Zheng Xianhu standing on the camp gate and shouted, "He Batsheng, as a general, you don't think about the horse leather shroud, you want to retreat from the battle, are you worthy of the emperor's trust?" ”

He Baxiu replied, "Governor Zheng, now that we only have more than ten people left, how to resist the army of 10,000 people, let's let us enter the camp first, and then make a plan to retreat from the enemy after entering the camp." ”

Zheng Xianhu said in a gloomy voice, "General Heba, the Governor of Pontus has heard that you are brave and resolute, and you have won many battles with less, and now it is just right for the Governor of Pontus to see your martial arts, how can you retreat from the battle, could it be that the previous rumors were all false." ”

He Batsheng knew in his heart that this was Zheng Xian escorting himself to death, he looked around at the warriors desperately resisting the attack of the arrow rain, he pushed away He Batxiu, who was guarding in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Since the country has made me wait to be loyal, then how can I retreat, even if I die, I will leave a name in history." Brothers, I, Hebatsheng, can't stand up to you, brothers, you accompanied me from birth to death, and I couldn't protect you. Since we can't enter this big camp, the enemy is in front of us, but our He Bajun didn't have the word 'cowardice', and followed me to kill a few more, and it was not in vain that Zheng Dudu gave me the opportunity to make meritorious contributions today. After speaking, he drew his sword and charged forward, and the rest followed, and no one was greedy for life or afraid of death. Arrows rained down, one after another warriors fell, and He Batsheng was also hit by several arrows, but still gritted his teeth to kill the enemy.

Er Zhu Zhongyuan looked at He Batsheng who was rushing over, pressed the arrows of the archers beside him, and said slowly, "He is a man, Zhao'er repeatedly told him to spare his life, don't hurt him, if he wants to live, the rest will be killed." ”

In the battle of the slippery platform, He Batsheng was defeated and captured, and more than 30 soldiers, including He Batxiu, died tragically on the spot, Zheng Xianhu was defeated by Er Zhu Zhongyuan, and even abandoned the city and led the people to flee south to surrender to Liang.

Luoyang City is precarious, the Erzhu army surrounded and suppressed on all sides, the speed of several Erzhu Zhao is the fastest, on the first day of December, Erzhu Zhao attacked Dangu, the governor Cui Bofeng was killed in battle, the governor Yang Wenyi, Shi Wulong surrendered to Erzhu Zhao, and the governor Yuanzi Gong retreated. On the third day of the first month, Erzhu Zhao and Erzhu Dulu went up from Fupingjin, all the way south to the north of the Yellow River, and the garrison and Luoyang faced each other across the river. In the midst of the turmoil of the mountains and rivers, Yuan Ziyou ordered the Hexi thief Marshal Douling Bubo to attack Xiurong County in Erzhuchuan, in order to alleviate the crisis of the situation in Luoyang, and he ignored the opposition of the ministers and wanted to drive the army to boost the morale of the army.

Before leaving, he actually remembered Ying'e, who had just given birth, and Zhang Haosong was seriously injured and couldn't wait. He retreated from the crowd and walked alone to the outside of the Jiafu Palace. Li Guangan saw Yuan Ziyou coming, and hurriedly bowed to welcome him, and Yuan Ziyou slowly waved his hand to signal not to alarm Ying'e.

Fu Zhi had red eyes, squatted in the corner of the corridor to boil the medicine himself, saw Yuan Ziyou come in, and saluted in response, "The slave and maid see the emperor, please wait for the emperor, the queen is resting, let the slave and maid go in first to report." ”

Yuan Ziyou looked at the indignation in Fu Zhi's eyes for Ying'e, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "It's okay, I just look at her outside, I don't need you to serve inside." Also, Xiao Songzi's condition has been very bad these days, and the imperial doctor said that if the inflammation spreads, then..." Yuan Ziyou paused when he said this, because he was afraid that a word would become a prophecy, so his tone was a little slower, "You better go and see him more, I know your thoughts, if you really have a heart, I can make an order." ”

When Fuzhi heard this, she covered her mouth in pain and didn't dare to cry, for fear of waking up Ying'e, who had just fallen asleep, she bit her hand desperately and tried to suppress herself. "The slave and maid know, and Emperor Xie is perfect."

Yuan Ziyou didn't say much, lowered his head and opened the curtain to enter the inner hall, only to see the fragrance curling in the room, the thick cloth curtain covered the windows and doors of the room tightly, and the red candles were replaced with oil lamps, and covered with glass lamps, afraid that the candles would smoke Ying'e. Yun Zhi, who was waiting in the hall, saw that Yuan Ziyou wanted to say goodbye, but was stopped by Yuan Ziyou, he waved his hand to let Yun Zhi retreat, and walked lightly to Ying'e's bed. Yuan Ziyou looked at the wife in front of him who was pale, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and her eyebrows were frowning, his heart ached slightly, he slowly sat under the bed, quietly watching her nose close one by one, her hand had been tightly grasping the brocade quilt and occasionally twitching, as if disturbed by a nightmare.

Yuan Ziyou lowered his head and stared quietly, he wanted to stretch out his eyebrows, he wanted to hold the thin hand to give warmth, and he wanted to kiss off the teardrops in the corners of his eyes, once she was as bright as the warm sun, smiling and carefree, but unfortunately they have all changed. Yuan Ziyou couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and when he got up to leave, he didn't know that at this time, Ying'e opened his eyes and watched his back close in pain.