302. Destiny returns
I probably understood what he meant by "how long is it", and my first reaction was that he would come and ask me when he was delirious, but it suddenly occurred to me that he might not have fully woken up from drinking, but he may not really be delirious.
He still consciously knew that I could predict the future, and he was afraid that I would be punished by God for leaking the secret of heaven, but now he still came to ask me the end through alcohol. I was sad, not because he asked, not because he was afraid of the damnation, but because of how much pressure and pain was hidden under his peaceful surface every day, so that he could no longer suppress his emotions and ask me.
In the darkness, I reached out and touched the palm of his sleeve and held it hard, trying to make my voice as soft as possible: "Ah Ping, tell me what the situation is outside now." ”
There was silence for a while, and finally I heard him say slowly: "It lasted nearly three years, there were the battle of Zhengcunba, the battle of Baigou River, the battle of Jinan, and the battle of Dongchang. At this point, the Yan army built momentum, saying that Zhu Di was the destiny of heaven, not human, after which the Yan army went south, at the beginning of the year I ordered He Fu and Chen Hui to enter Jining, Sheng Yong marched into Huaishang, but was defeated by the Yan army in Xuzhou, and the battle of Lingbi began in early March. ”
My heart shook, the battle of Lingbi! If I remember correctly, the Battle of Lingbi was the last large-scale confrontation between the northern and southern armies, and it was this battle that led to the defeat of the southern army, and almost every engagement was defeated. He said that the campaign had started in early March, and now it was the end of April, so I was afraid that it would be ...... It's going to be defeated.
When I first saw this paragraph, there was a point that particularly impressed me, saying that the place of this Lingbi battle was very similar to the battle of Qixia that decided the victory or defeat of the Chu and Han battles 1,600 years ago, and it was a historical coincidence.
And the Southern Army will also become the last trace of history here.
In silence, Ah Ping suddenly leaned over to me, rested his head on my shoulder, and a dull voice came from below: "I am defeated." Suddenly a sour feeling welled up in my heart, I watched this man change from a teenager to an adult, and also watched him bear the pressure on his shoulders little by little, how difficult the road was, but at this time I had to bear the pain of failure.
He is not a cowardly person, on the contrary, he has the ability to be proud, if it were not for the current situation, I believe that the Ming Dynasty under his rule will surely enter another glory. But Zhu Yuanzhang put such a heavy burden on him, and also inflicted the ordeal on him. Just as I was about to wrap my hand around his shoulder, I suddenly heard him hum softly, "I can't. ”
"What can't be?"
"I can't kill him, he is my uncle, how can the name of killing uncle serve the world, and it will definitely make Alain's heart sad."
I was completely stunned and asked in disbelief: "You ordered the sergeants not to kill Zhu Di?" ”
A deep voice circulated in the space: "Am I too kind of a woman?" But that was Uncle Wang, whom I used to admire, even if he was not good later, how could I kill him with my own hands? ”
I hugged his head tightly into my arms, and my heart was sad. Ah Ping, this is the battlefield, if there is a battlefield, there must be killing, do you know that your kindness led to this final outcome after all? But where do I stand against him? From the very beginning, I have been a person who knows history, and I know that Zhu Di will definitely replace Ah Ping's throne, but if I can make up my mind at the beginning to make this world without Zhu Di, where is the current situation? It's not that I don't have a chance, and a voice in my heart is cruelly telling me.
It's just that that person is Zhu Di, I personally rescued and repeatedly saved my life, in the previous battlefield, he lifted me out of despair like a hero, and it was he who brought Snow Lotus to pull me back from the brink of death. Can I forget all this kindness?
may really be called the destiny of heaven, but if this person is not Zhu Di, I have never crossed paths with him, it will definitely not be the current situation. And I guess that even if Lu Feng's soul is in him, he can't control his thinking, otherwise how can Yan Jun's strong attack come.
"How long is left, how long do I have left?" Ah Ping asked again in my arms.
In the fourth year of Jianwen, on June 13, the Yan army led by Zhu Gaoxu arrived in Jinling City. Zhu Lu and Li Jinglong, who guarded the Jinchuan Gate, opened the door to welcome the surrender, which was for the change of the Jinchuan Gate. The Yan army invaded Jinling, the country changed hands, and the battle of Jingyan ended.
The text I saw was just a few lines of simple explanation, and at the end of April, it would be more than a month since I left.
In a deep thought, I replied, "There is still a month and thirteen days." ”
"A month ......," he whispered, and then got up from my arms and lay down, and then muttered, "It's still too late." Then he was silent. I was silent for a while, then I turned over to the table under him, poured a cup of tea into my stomach to quench my thirst, and then poured another cup to the bed and called softly: "Ah Ping, come and drink some water." ”
He didn't fall asleep at once, but drank the cup of tea with my hand before he lay down to sleep again. I climbed back onto the inside of the bed and approached Ah Ping again, but I didn't bother him again.
I secretly calculated that there was indeed not much time left, and I decided to go to Chen Ergou tomorrow. I don't have no arrangements and plans for this period of time, and since I can't change it from the turning point of history, I can only avoid it as much as possible.
Inspired by the last escape from Concubine Lu's dark room, the plan was that when Zhu Di's army invaded the capital, a fire still burned in the palace, but Ah Ping and I secretly escaped from the palace through a secret passage. But considering that Zhu Gaoxu had walked through that secret passage, it was very likely that the exit would be blocked, so I secretly ordered Chen Ergou to open another passage in the secret passage, and dig the secret passage as deep and farther as possible.
I'm going to go to Chen Ergou tomorrow to ask about the progress, I didn't plan to tell Ah Ping about this matter first, for fear that he would not run away for fear of damaging the emperor's prestige, and even had a plan to take him away if he refused to leave at that time. When Chen Ergou is about the same, he will have to communicate with Yan Qi, Yan Qi is the person that Ah Ping believes in the most, and he must respond to this plan if he wants to implement it. I'm not afraid that Yan Qi will turn against the water, and with his loyalty to Ah Ping, he will inevitably choose to side with me.
As for Uncle Mu, he will be the main reserve force for my operation.
I thought through the whole plan before I fell asleep, and then I slowly fell asleep. Maybe it's because my mind is too heavy and I worry too much, and after falling asleep, my dreams keep changing, and I feel more and more sleepy, and sometimes I have a conscious consciousness but then I turn into another dream in the next moment. Later, I wondered if I was in that chaotic world again, but there was no sound around me from beginning to end.
I think of the chaotic world as a self-contained space of the star and moon bracelet, and I am afraid that the magnetic field after I wear the bracelet every day is more likely to infect me, causing me to have so many dreams.
In the dream, I found a reason to interpret it myself, but when I woke up, my eyes focused a little bit, and my heart sank to the bottom a little bit.
The unfamiliar environment is secondary, and it is mainly my first instinctual judgment. Those dreams were not chaotic spaces, but some illusions that I had created when I was in a drowsy state and had not woken up for a long time.
The body is unconscious, the surroundings are empty, and the mind repeatedly asks: Who is it? Who can rob me silently from the palace? Could it be that Zhu Di sent horses and sneaked into the palace again?
When my fingers were able to bend and move, my strength slowly returned to my body, and I struggled to stand up and circle around again. It was a humble hut, with a stale and moldy smell in the air, and weak legs when he rolled over and fell to the ground. But I heard footsteps outside the door, and I was caught off guard that the door was pushed open from the outside and walked in, and when she saw me wake up, she was stunned at first, and then asked: "Sister-in-law, are you awake?" ”
I hesitated to ask: "Are you ......" but the voice came out but even I was shocked, how is this voice completely different from what I used to be? My voice is not sweet, at least soft, but now the voice that comes out is not only hoarse but also carries the vicissitudes of age.
And what did this woman just call me? Sister-in-law?
Full of doubts, I heard the other party reply: "You just call me Sister-in-law Li, I met you in the woods by the head of the family, and you didn't know why you were unconscious at that time, and the head of the house asked me to go and carry you back." ”
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"It's been three days."
Three days...... I gritted my teeth secretly, and said in my heart that it wasn't too long. looked down at the clothes on his body, it was no longer the silk orchid skirt in the palace, but a green cloth shirt. Wei Yi hesitated and asked: "Is it the clothes you changed for me?" ”
Sister-in-law Li shook her head, "You were already wearing this dress." ”
I was silent, I couldn't estimate why I was in a coma in the forest, if Zhu Di sent someone to rob me from the palace, he would definitely not abandon me there like this. Could it be the remnants of Concubine Lu? I immediately vetoed it again, because if it was Concubine Lu, I was afraid that I would not be alive.