There are four moats in Dairi Kyoto.

Bei'an, Tonghe, Nanping, and Jiushan are the names of the four moats.

The four moats were the largest shields in Kyoto, and all but the 12 regiments and battalions of the million forbidden troops were stationed in the four moats.

As long as the four moats are not broken, foreign enemies will not be able to get close to Kyoto, which is why the 12th regiment battalion can only be stationed outside Kyoto, and there are very few guards in Kyoto Castle.

Since the establishment of the Dairi Dynasty, for more than 300 years, no enemy has ever come to the castle of Kyoto.

The yamen of the left and right, the front and rear of the five military governors are among these four moats, and the northern border army belongs to the former military governor's office, so the war involving the north is the responsibility of the former military governor's office.

Outside the North Gate of Bei'an City.

The right governor of the former military governor's mansion, the general of Dali Dingguo, and the marquis of Zhenbei, He Jing, wearing an iron armor, led a group of military attaches from the former military governor's mansion to stand in front of the city gate, waiting quietly.

At the same time, on the training ground outside Bei'an City, 100,000 troops had already completed their formations, and 200,000 people had already loaded all the grain, grass, and military supplies, and slowly marched towards the north along the official road.

Dali hadn't dispatched the Praetorian Guards for twenty years, and the last time the Praetorian Guards were dispatched was when the Mingyue Army broke 100,000 cavalry in Yunyan City.

That battle was the last large-scale war experienced by Emperor Lihuang after he ascended the throne.

At that time, the northern border army of Dali, the Kyoto Praetorian Guard of Dali, a total of more than 1.3 million soldiers participated in the battle, and that battle was known as the Battle of Zhenbei by historians of Dali.

Since that war, the four northern Rong royal courts bowed to Dali, and the north of Dali obtained a twenty-year period of peace.

It's just that in recent years, the four royal courts in the north seem to have forgotten Dali's soldiers.

He Jing stood in front of the city gate, waiting quietly, his eyes looking at the official road to the west from time to time.

At this moment, on the official road, an old carriage slowly drove by.

When the military attachés who were talking about it saw the carriage appear, they immediately quieted down and saluted the old carriage one after another.

Wait for the carriage to come near.

He Jing immediately stepped forward, bowed down and bowed: "He Jing, the right governor of the former military capital of the lower official, greets Lord Zhuguo!" ”

"Meet Lord Zhuguo!"

The military attachés saluted in unison.

The person who came was none other than Li Xun.

And the one who drove the car was Mo Yan.

This innate martial artist who had followed Qin Wei for two years had already returned to Kyoto after Qin Wei's wedding.

Although Qin Wei intended to keep him by his side, it was a pity that Mo Yan still left.

Mo Yan lifted the curtain, Li Xun trembled out of the carriage, looked at He Jing, and showed a gentle smile on his wrinkled face.

"In the blink of an eye, you're old!"

He Jing is now in his sixties, and although his face still looks very young, his gray sideburns have revealed his age.

He Jing smiled: "Yes, I remember that when Xia Guan first met Lord Zhuguo, he was only twelve years old. ”

Li Xun smiled, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, "Back then, your father followed the old man, and he was my most optimistic general at that time, but it's a pity~~"

He didn't say the rest of the story, it was fifty years ago.

At that time, Li Xun had not yet been named the Pillar State, and he was still the commander of the northern border army, and the situation of Dali at that time was even more difficult than now, and the northern Rong tribe invaded year after year, and the great wars continued one after another.

Li Xun led the northern border army to fight for more than ten years, and the generals around him changed one after another, at that time he valued He Jing's father, that is, the previous generation of Zhenbei Marquis, but unfortunately a tragic battle, the previous generation of Zhenbei Marquis was still a horse leather shroud after all.

It was at the funeral that He Jing met Li Xun for the first time.

"It is an honor for my town to be able to charge for Lord Zhuguo." He Jing said solemnly.

He is not wrong to say this, Li Xun is a nostalgic person, and he has never treated anyone who has been a general under his command.

And those nobles who died on the battlefield, he will also take care of his descendants.

The Zhenbei Hou Mansion was able to survive that period of scarcity because of Li Xun's care.

And now the Zhenbei Hou Mansion can still exist, also because of Li Xun's care.

You must know that since the current Emperor Lihuang ascended the throne, many nobles have fallen, and the nobles who still exist today are either because they had the merit of being a dragon to Emperor Lihuang at the beginning, or because they were taken care of by Li Xun.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Xun has a high prestige in the Dali military.

Li Xun just smiled and asked instead, "Are you all ready?" ”

"Well, the front army set off yesterday, and the people will set off one after another today, and the rest of the rear army will start with Lord Zhuguo." He Jingdao.

Li Xun nodded.

"I didn't expect the old man to be able to go to the battlefield at his age, hehe!"

He chuckled and added, "Then let's go!" ”

With that, he returned to the carriage.

He Jing hurriedly beckoned a group of military attachés and generals to prepare to be promoted.

And just as they were slowly heading north along the official road, Qin Wei was standing in a pavilion in Bei'an City looking at the lively Bei'an City.

Although Bei'an Fortress is a military garrison, there are still a large number of people living in Bei'an Castle.

The four moats are not only the shield of Kyoto, but also the cargo movement area of Kyoto, and caravans traveling from the south to the north must first pass through the four moats before entering Beijing, so the four moats are also very prosperous.

"Your Highness, Lord Li Xun has already led the army!"

On the pavilion, Xiao Shunzi came behind Qin Wei and reported softly.

Next to him, Zhao Gao was fiddling with the chessboard at will.

Qin Wei turned around and said, "Why do you think Your Majesty sent Li Xun to the north?" ”

The four major Rong clans attacked Yunyan City together, which was not a trivial matter for Da Li, but Qin Wei always felt that there was no need to use Li Xun, the right pillar country.

Li Xun and Yan Zhen are the two pillars of Da Li, and now that the court and Kyoto are at their most tense, Emperor Li actually sent Li Xun out of Kyoto, which really makes Qin Wei a little incomprehensible.

Zhao Gao played with a white chess piece, shook his head slightly, and said, "The slave can't see through it." ”

Qin Wei frowned slightly, Lihuang's mind was too deep, even a person like Zhao Gao who was good at speculating on people's hearts could hardly figure out Lihuang's thoughts, let alone Qin Wei.

"Well, no matter what, it's a good thing for us that he's not in Kyoto." Qin Wei said.

However, at this time, Zhao Gao said: "Now he is gone, but he can come back." ”

"You mean it's a trick?" Qin Wei asked.

"Since I can't understand it, it means that Lee Hoon shouldn't leave Kyoto!" Zhao Gaodao.

Qin Wei thought about it and felt that what Zhao Gao said made sense.

Li Xun is likely to be Emperor Lihuang's dark Chen Cang, but he still can't figure out what else Emperor Lihuang is preparing for.

"Three months to go!"

"A lot can happen in three months." Zhao Gaodao.

Qin Wei looked at the lively Bei'an City with a solemn expression.

Trimester!

The repression that has been stored up in Kyoto for several years will burst out in the course of three months.

……

Midnight.

Inside the Imperial City.

In the quiet courtyard, an old man with a sunken mouth and a wrinkled face sat in a rocking chair, swaying, looking at the bright moon outside the window, his eyes were deep.

"Since you're here, come out, are you still afraid of me as an old man?"

The old man's hoarse voice broke the silence of the courtyard.

The moon was cold, the night was dim, and his voice was extremely abrupt.

Not long after his voice fell, a slightly clumsy figure walked out from behind the rockery in the courtyard.

"Our Zhu Ji has seen Grandpa Luo!"

Cao Zhengchun came to Gonggong Luo and bowed casually.

Father-in-law Luo looked at Cao Zhengchun, and there was a little more scrutiny and memory in his deep eyes, "I know you!" ”

"Grandpa Luo knows our family?" Cao Zhengchun was a little surprised.

"Well, when the emperor died, I chose the person who guarded the tomb."

"Some time ago, you joined the celebrant supervisor, and I also heard about it, but you are still not you, I don't know!" Father-in-law Luo said pointedly.

Cao Zhengchun's eyes showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that there were still people in the imperial city who knew about his identity.

I didn't expect that this Father-in-law Luo would doubt his identity, you must know that even Father-in-law Lu had never suspected him.

But he didn't panic, although he was the one who was selected by Gonggong Luo to guard the tomb, but now more than forty years have passed, and his identity has changed from a small eunuch to an old eunuch, and Gonggong Luo must not be recognized.

"Grandpa Luo doesn't seem surprised to see our family?" Cao Zhengchun asked.

"You're not the first to come to me!" Father-in-law Luo said lightly.

Cao Zhengchun was stunned.

In other words, many people have tried to contact this Grandpa Luo before.

It's right to think about it, although the Duke Luo has retired in front of him, his background in the imperial city is still there, but anyone who wants to do something in the imperial city will not ignore his existence.

"Did Grandpa Luo make a choice?"

"I'm all going to die, what other choice." Grandpa Luo still said flatly.

Cao Zhengchun chuckled: "But some people are still alive." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Luo Qizhong!" Cao Zhengchun smiled and spit out a person's name.

Father-in-law Luo, who had always been calm, finally showed a different look at this moment.

There is anger, anger, and helplessness.

Luo Qizhong is his own grandson, and he is the only bloodline descendant in this world.

As a eunuch, what he values most is probably his grandson.

He did everything possible to hide his relationship with Luo Qizhong, and even asked his grandson to change his surname, just because he didn't want him to be involved in some battles.

It's a pity that everything was in vain.

Perhaps it was because he had such an expectation in his heart for a long time, so although he felt angry and angry at this time, he did not immediately explode.

"What do you want?"

"It's not that I want it, but someone wants something." Cao Zhengchun said.

"What's that?"

"This Imperial City!" Cao Zhengchun said with a smile.

When Father-in-law Luo heard this, he couldn't help but show a mocking smile.

"I'm just a minion, where can I decide where this imperial city belongs?"

"You should look for Your Majesty, not me."

Cao Zhengchun smiled: "Your Majesty, you don't need to worry about it. All you have to do is work with us. ”

"Can you tell me who wants it?" Luo Gong is fair.

Cao Zhengchun didn't hide anything, and said directly: "His Royal Highness King Rui! ”

"King Wise!" Father-in-law Luo was stunned for a moment.

He thought about King Ping, King An, King Ning, and even King Shou, but he never thought of King Rui.

"You're one of the King of Wise?" He couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right!"

"But how is that possible?" Grandpa Luo was a little incredulous.

King Rui is far away in Shuzhou, and King Rui is only eighteen years old now, how could he arrange people in the imperial city?

Wait a minute!

"You're not Zhuji!"

"That's right!" Cao Zhengchun nodded.

Grandpa Luo sat up straight, his sunken eyes full of incredulity.

Everyone in Kyoto knew that all the princes wanted to compete for the throne, but almost everyone ignored King Rui.

Probably in the hearts of most people, King Rui, like the fourth son of the emperor and the sixth son of the emperor, King Ming, have lost the qualification to compete for the throne.

Cao Zhengchun said again: "The Qi Dynasty has been subordinated to His Royal Highness King Rui, this can be regarded as a good fate between you and King Rui, as long as you are willing, King Rui can be rich and noble for a lifetime, and the Luo family can continue for a hundred years." ”

"And all you need to do is help us monitor every move in the Imperial City."

Grandpa Luo's old face showed a bitter look, "I don't seem to have a choice." ”

"No, it's your best bet." Cao Zhengchun said.

"I forgot to tell you one thing, our family has already joined the Collector!"

Grandpa Luo was completely stunned.

As an old man in the imperial city, he naturally knew about the existence of the receiver.

The receiver is the sharpest knife in the hands of the Emperor Li, and the most relied on in the dark.

Even the receiver was infiltrated, and to be honest, he really couldn't believe it.

He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"I see!"

Cao Zhengchun is right, Ruiwang is the best choice.

Although he didn't know the power and power controlled by King Rui, Cao Zhengchun alone made him feel the horror of King Rui.

Such a terrifying infiltration ability, he really couldn't imagine.

Cao Zhengchun left.

In the cold moonlight and the dim night, Grandpa Luo was still sitting in the rocking chair.

In the quiet courtyard, it was as if nothing had happened, and nothing had changed.

No, one thing has changed.

That is the old and tired heart of Grandpa Luo.

"Your Majesty, the old slave really has no choice!"

The rocking chair creaked, and the murmuring sound was like a light wind drifting into the unknown distance, faintly and indecently.

(End of chapter)