Liangzhou

The beauty wears a Luo skirt, graceful and lifelike, accompanied by the intoxicating smell of wine, dancing and dancing.

Wang Teng reclined on the couch, half of his eyes were blurred, the wine glass was still in his hand, and he took a few sips from time to time.

"Shall we open the gates then?" Seeing that Wang Teng thought for a long time, the soldier couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Wang Teng thought for a long time, and then said, "Without a decree from the imperial court, how can I open the city gate privately." ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but persuade, "My lord, I see that there are tens of thousands of subordinates led by General Zhang." ”

"Tens of thousands." Wang Teng couldn't help but gasp, "Wait, let me think about it again!" ”

There are so many soldiers of the Qin army, if he doesn't open the city gate now, I'm afraid he will accumulate hatred in the hearts of the people. Besides, that oyster is quite valued by King Qin, if he offends him today, if he joins him in the future, how good will he be.

In case, because he didn't open the city gate, Zhang Hao's soldiers and horses were covered up and killed by the Yan army, and he couldn't afford this crime.

Thinking of this, Wang Teng seemed to have made up his mind. These consequences are nothing compared to the petty sin of opening the gates privately.

"Go open the city gate and welcome Zhang Oyster's soldiers and horses into the city!"

"No!" The soldier answered.

"Slowly! Come back! ”

The soldiers didn't know how Wang Teng changed his mind, so he had no choice but to retreat.

"I'll go out of the city to greet you personally!"

The city gate suspension bridge was slowly lowered, and Zhang Hao saw the people coming from afar, and hurriedly dismounted and walked out of a hundred steps.

"General Zhang." Wang Teng was dressed in an official robe and hat, dressed very solemnly, and when he saw Zhang Oyster, he immediately bowed his hand.

"Lord Wang, the Yan army attacked Luoyang in a hurry last night, and the general of my defeated army is already uneasy, how can I ask you to go out of the city to greet you." Zhang Hao also returned the salute, but his face still could not hide the embarrassment of Luoyang.

"General Zhang, we are officials in the same dynasty, how can we divide each other at this time of crisis." Wang Teng said to Zhang Oyster, and then he asked tentatively, "I wonder if General Zhang has consulted the Heavenly King, and what are his plans next?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Oy's face immediately showed a trace of displeasure. Although Wang Teng's official words were beautiful, he was still worried in his heart about whether accepting his army into Liangzhou would go against the will of the Heavenly King.

"I have ordered someone to send the military information to Chang'an last night, and when I enter Liangzhou, I will personally write a letter to the king of heaven, thank you for your help. If he can retake Luoyang one day, I will ask for credit for my lordship again. Although Zhang Hao is a military general, he has been in the officialdom for decades, and he has understood the essence of this officialdom. Two sentences relieved Wang Teng's worries, and even asked for credit, Wang Teng's heart was full of joy when he heard it, and he was completely worried.

"The general is brave and brave, and Luoyang will return to the hands of the general. Please go into the city first, and when the decree arrives, we will consider it in the long run. ”

"Your Excellency, please."

"General, please."

****

Three days later, Guanzhong

This day can be said to be the grandest day in the pass, and the three chimes rang loudly in the ears, with the shock of the king's world. The flag of Xiyan stood high, the civil and military officials all stood on both sides, Murong Hong was dressed in a dragon robe, walking vigorously, climbing the high altar, looking down on the world and all living beings.

Worship ancestors, issue edicts, and be worshiped by hundreds of officials.

He finally stood in that supreme position and was looked up to by thousands of people.

On this day, Murong Hong established himself as the emperor, and the country name was Xiyan.

Long live my emperor, three bows. Throughout the enthronement ceremony, Duan Sui was very calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him, just a visitor who was invited.

Murong Yue's army of 80,000 is in the city, who dares to disagree?

What the people want, it is just a pretext they have come up with.

The only thing he cared about at this time was the wedding of Murong Hong and Song Ling tonight.

****

Thirty miles away from the state

The man's eyebrows were frowned, and his face showed the tiredness of the march, but he exuded an innate imperial domineering, which made people dare not underestimate him.

After reading the news from Guanzhong, he clutched the paper in his palm, and his whole body suddenly exuded a ruthless aura, with a violent anger from hell in his coldness.

"Murong Hong has ascended the throne as emperor, and he wants to marry Song Ling tonight."

He didn't expect that his seventh brother would be able to do such a great job!

While he was born and died outside the city, he actually dominated the world and seized the woman he loved the most.

The last trace of hesitation in Murong Chong's heart about tonight's action all came to naught, and he had already seen very clearly in his heart that the world and Song Ling could only be obtained by one person.

Murong Hong, if you don't think about brotherhood first, I don't owe you anything!

After marching for several miles, suddenly, there was a slight movement in the hidden jungle, which was low-lying, and the jungle on both sides was lush and raised, which was very suitable for ambush.

Gao Gai subconsciously felt that this place was full of dangers, and immediately decided, "Come on, escort the prince to go first." ”

More than a dozen soldiers hurriedly escorted the man riding the red horse to leave first, saying that it was too late, it was too fast, and thousands of sharp arrows suddenly shot out of the jungle, heading straight for the man on the horse. Before the arrow feathers fell, a hundred more men in black rushed out with swords and followed closely behind.

Although Gao Gai led several soldiers to fight hard, the enemy was so numerous that it could not stop their advance.

Seeing that the man on the horse had been hit by an arrow, he could not rush to help.

Is it going to be here today?

****

As the evening approached, the twilight grew darker and darker, just like the crimson satin. The seats are full, just waiting for the good day.

There was still an hour before the marriage ceremony, and the woman sat in front of the dresser, her long hair scattered, and the bronze mirror reflected a beautiful face, but her eyes were as clear as water and showed the haggard of many days.

How Mama Ren dresses up carefully, her hair is clever, her headdress is gorgeous, and her makeup is exquisite, she has been silent and unsmiling, without the slightest expectation and joy of marrying a girl.

"The girl is really good-looking and pretty, no wonder the king of Jibei ......" As soon as she said this, Mama quickly slapped herself, "Look at the stupid mouth of the slave maid, it is Your Majesty, the girl is so beautiful, no wonder it makes Your Majesty fall in love." ”

Song Ling was expressionless and did not speak. Without a trace of smile, she is like a beautiful doll with no feelings, just at the mercy of others, swaying life.

Seeing that Song Ling never spoke, Mama closed her mouth boredly, she really didn't understand, how could a woman who was about to be a queen have such a sad expression.

That's the position of the mother of a country, her life of glory and wealth is endless, and she is loved by an affectionate man like King Jibei, what is she dissatisfied with?

After a while, the bridal makeup was completed, and it was also at this time that Murong Hong walked in in a dragon robe, and when he saw her delicate and stunning face, he couldn't help but gasp, and his heart was fascinated.

His gaze suddenly became very soft, and somewhere in his heart was only the tenderness reserved for her.

In his impression, Song Ling rarely wears makeup, she has a fresh and elegant face that is difficult for other women to achieve, but he didn't expect that she also has an intoxicating beauty under the rouge gouache dress.

Tonight, she will finally be his wife!