Chapter 50: The Third Military Bulletin

It turned out that the Prince's Mansion without Su Jiuli's protection was just as deserted, he was a mountain to resist the wind and frost, and now the mountain is stormy.

Is that why you never get sick?

Chaoling couldn't help but think like this when she looked at the unconscious person on the bed, she had never looked at the sleeping face of this face so seriously, and even this would not stretch her brows.

"Su Jiuli? Jiuli? She pronounced his name, and this time there was no response.

There would only be two people in the entire bedroom, her and Su Jiuli, and she recited "Da Si Ming?" ”

Still no answer.

She dragged out the spirit grass in her palm, which grew at the bottom of the Chishui River, and produced a leaf in thirty years, this one has nine pieces, and the situation of two hundred and seventy is too long for the mortal world. This was the most precious spirit grass that Mo Rin could take out in his hand.

The spirit grass is suspended above the heart of Jiu Li's eyebrows, and the spirit grass can be used as a guide to summon the lost.

But the mortal healer knows only one thing, not the other. This spirit grass is not unusual, summoning people who have fallen into nightmares, using spirit grass as a guide, and using divine blood as a medium.

If you want to enter the nightmare of the Great Priest's life, if you go on a business trip, I'm afraid you will have to gamble with the mana of 30,000 years of Chaoling.

"If Jiuli doesn't wake up, go out to this mortal world." Chaoling tried her best to convince herself, she glanced at Jiuli on the couch again, and she was a little unsure whether she had to save him or really wanted to save her.

This kind of complex proposition, Chao Ling feels that he will let go for the time being, and the left and right are all saved, the same thing.

She slashed her fingertips, and a drop of bright red blood dripped on the spirit grass, and the spirit grass instantly shone brightly, and a huge attraction dragged Chao Ling into Jiuli's nightmare.

***

Within the palace walls, a child dressed in white stood in the crowd, his deep eyebrows and eyes out of place with the people around him.

He was like a tree growing in that corner, allowing people around him to come and go and no one paid attention to him.

The coffin was carried out of the palace, and he wanted to help the coffin, but was pulled by several palace people, "His Royal Highness the Prince, you can't help the coffin." ”

He is the crown prince of the noble status of the dynasty, and lying inside is his mother concubine, Mobei and the princess. He couldn't hold the coffin, because he was the last face of the dynasty facing Mobei.

"Your Majesty, the crown prince cannot be established, and Su Jiuli cannot be the prince." When the Duke of Zhenguo was in his old age, he knelt on the long steps all night and begged the emperor to take back his order.

Lin Qingping led his troops to the border pass to guard the year of the weak crown for this side.

He knelt on the altar in a magnificent costume on the altar of worship, which was his first sacrifice to the throne of the prince, and it rained heavily that day.

He dragged his heavy clothes and came down from the high platform, surrounded by solemnity, but no one held an umbrella for him.

The road was so long that it allowed heavy rain to fill his life.

This is Su Jiuli's nightmare, where he recalls the first half of his life over and over again, passing away with others, and he is an inescapable nightmare.

His nightmares are so fragmented that it's hard to find the root cause that trapped him in them.

"Jiuli, do you think this battle should be fought or not?" The emperor pointed to the military report of Lin Qingping, the guard of the border guards, and asked Su Jiuli.

He instinctively wanted to look away, the teacher's teachings over the years, the reprimand of his father, made him instinctively reject Mobei, he was just a chess piece to survive in the cracks, and one wrong step was an abyss.

"Erchen doesn't dare to talk about it."

"Don't dare? I think you dare. A slap was slapped on Su Jiuli's face, the emperor's angry fingertips trembled, and he asked him, "Just heard the news that the Lin family's army encountered the enemy of Mobei in Pingning Pass, you can't wait to enter the palace, what is your intention?" ”

"Erchen ......" He pursed his thin lips tightly, without a trace of anger on his face, like a puppet "Father and Emperor taught us. ”

"Then Jiuli said, should this battle be fought?"

Jiuli figured out what the emperor meant, he was looking at Jiuli lovingly, no different from an ordinary father who taught his children, but Jiuli saw a knife handed to him by the emperor.

He was asking Lin Qingping if he was worth saving.

"Erchen thinks that the 100,000 troops of the Mobei border guards will definitely triumph."

"Okay." The emperor patted him on the shoulder, and these three blows became indelible evidence of guilt on his shoulder from now on.

The Lin family's army was defeated, and Pingning Guan slaughtered the city, killing tens of thousands.

Lin Wanqi was escorted back to Beijing, and at the same time presented evidence of the Lin family's treason and rebellion, listing 27 charges of the Lin family's self-respect and disobedience to the saint.

It is written that the battle of Pingning Pass could have defended the city, but Lin Qingping chose to open the city gate and let the Mobei enemy Kou Chang drive in, originally wanting to take the opportunity to surrender to Mobei.

That year, the snow outside the Heart Cultivation Hall was below his ankles, and his lips were purple from the cold, and he shivered uncontrollably, and his stiff hands dragged a scroll, and the gray scroll was full of the smell of blood.

It was the military report, the last military report that Lin Qingping sent to the emperor before he died.

The father-in-law who passed the rumor turned around again and again, and finally couldn't help but secretly throw down a sentence with the help of the wrong body, "His Royal Highness the Prince, go back, this matter is a foregone conclusion." ”

He turned a deaf ear, and his eyes lit up and went out in the candle flame of the Heart Cultivation Temple.

The twenty-seven charges spread throughout the capital, and Su Jiuli didn't know whether they were true or false, but every time he thought about it, he felt that he was also one of the executioners.

"The 100,000 troops of Mobei will surely triumph." What a joke.

And the words in front of Su Jiuli's palace were copied by people with intentions to solve the grievances reported by the Lin family.

"It's the prince's palace that admonishes that such a prince is about to die."

Chao Ling secretly clenched her fists, she could see clearly that the emperor wanted to take back the Lin family's military power, and even if it didn't work out in the end, he could abolish Su Jiuli with this.

Then the Lin family was all over the house.

Su Jiuli was disheartened and threw the military report that did not receive a response into the moat, and he was determined to leave the imperial city, even if he would eventually die.

This is the military report that was kept in the hand of Mo Rin, and was temporarily transferred to Chaoling.

Before Lin Qingping died, there were three urgent reports on the transfer of troops, one was stolen by Bai Yu to coax the rich merchants of Jiaozhou, and the other was pressed in the imperial city and could not respond, Su Jiuli sank the river with his own hands, and one arrived in the hands of Xu Yanshu, but it was too late.

Three military newspapers were written close to this chaotic court.

Chaoling, as Lin Wanqi I, never bypassed that disaster. And the only time she saw the Lin family slashing with her own eyes was that it was repeatedly played in Su Jiuli's nightmare. The blood of that day stained the long street red, and the onlookers scolded these generals who had sworn to defend the mountains and rivers for them.

The eighty-two ever-bright lamps on the Lin family ancestral hall were extinguished forever for the sake of a sentence of loyalty.

"Su Jiuli, wake up, these are just your dreams, they are all over, Su Jiuli is over." Chaoling hugged Jiu Li, who was screaming in pain in the dark night, "Look at me, I'm Lin Wanqi, I'm still alive, I'm still alive." ”

"They're all dead because of me." Jiuli frowned and cried, "Because I told my father that the Lin family's army would win, and my father didn't send reinforcements, it's my ......."

"They said that it was me who was dedicated to Mobei, because I had Mobei's blood on my body, because my face and eyes were exactly the same as my mother's concubine. There is no place for me in this imperial city, and they put me in the position of prince, let all the spears point at me, and let everyone come and kill me. ”

"Your Highness, I'm here." Chao Ling stroked Jiuli's long hair, "Your Highness, I am here, I am your minister, I will always be on your side, I will achieve a thousand years for you......."

Chao Ling told him this lie so many times that she believed it to be true.

She kept encouraging herself to keep talking, she was meant to be his courtier, she wasn't lying, she was going to help him, but later, she .......

That's it.

Chao Ling helped Jiuli up, half-carrying him who was lost and depressed, and saw him dragging the noon gate that was flowing like a river of blood.

***

The Prince's Mansion outside the nightmare at this moment is brightly lit.

A subordinate was pushed and thrown into the courtyard, and the guards of the prince's mansion looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. Su Jiuli was in a coma for many days, and Cheng Yu had just been tortured. Now there is no one who can ask questions.

When the queen came to the prince's mansion, she looked around and covered her mouth and nose with disgust, and nodded to the grandmother next to her. Mama immediately understood and read out the edict "In the name of the Queen Mother, take Lin Wanqi of the Prince's Mansion to give a lecture." ”

After the fire in Prince Yu's mansion, after many investigations, he finally got a reliable clue, and someone saw Lin Wanqi riding a horse to the blacksmith shop in Dongshi to get a long sword that night.

It just corresponds to the one next to Bai Yu's corpse after his death. The stolen goods were seized and the evidence was conclusive.

The Queen Mother suspected that Lin Wanqi had found something, and made an edict in front of Shuntian Mansion to take Lin Wanqi away.

"The Queen Mother." Under the stalemate, Jiuli came out of the bedroom, his face was pale and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he was only wearing a single shirt, and his voice was low, "There is no one named Lin Wanqi in my house." ”

"Ridiculous." The queen raised her voice, but she still maintained her majesty, did not talk nonsense with Jiuli, and directly waved her hand to let the guards enter the mansion to search.

Jiuli is now alone, and he can't be supported by any party, and the only thing that can be used is an unknown secret guard left by the concubine, and he won't use it easily.

He couldn't stop the queen, and he didn't have any reason to stop her.

The guards were like a spear, sweeping the entire prince's mansion. Bring all the maids to check one by one, "Report to the queen, but there is no such person." ”

"Queen Mother, Erchen said no, if you still don't believe it, please take Erchen into Zhaojiao and ask, the eighteenth class of soldiers will come down, and Erchen will definitely find everything." Jiuli bent the corners of his mouth, like a well-behaved and supple rabbit.

"Su Jiuli, where did you hide people?"

"The entire prince's mansion is given by the father, and the queen mother will naturally not stop her son, but the son is recovering from a serious illness, so please take care of herself."

He was like the holy light descending from the Prince's Mansion, but no one cared about the haze under his eyes.

Under the pillow in the bedroom was a spirit grass and a note.

"Take this herb and the nightmare can be lifted, but you have to be careful of the person who casts the curse. In the end, I'm gone, don't read. Wait for me to triumph, please avenge the injustice of my Lin family. ”