Alternate Performances of the East Palace, Section 106
Chapter 94
β I love the relationship with His Royal Highness. β
Song Xuan sneered, and looked at her with a faintly compelling gaze: "You were sent by the prince to be a lobbyist?" β
Zhichi gritted his teeth, got up and saluted: "It has nothing to do with His Royal Highness, Fang Cai's words are the juniors' own meaning, if you are offended, I hope General Haihan." β
"Back then, the Khitan army of 50,000 pressed towards Yunfeng, and he defended it. Now the Khitan army is unstable, and they can't think of how many people they can muster, at most 30,000. Song Xuan casually took the tongs and flicked the charcoal basin twice, disappreciating: "Besides, if he was gone so easily, then he would have been gone a long time ago, and he would still be able to live to this day?" β
"His Royal Highness had no way to retreat back then, as long as there was still one breath left, it was impossible for him to abandon Yunfeng!" In the end, he really only breathed a sigh of relief, and the accompanying military doctors were afraid that they would not be able to save him, so he immediately escorted him back to Beijing after his injuries stabilized a little.
She took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions, "Back then, the general was also in prison, he was both willing and powerless, but now the situation is not like back then, the general can obviously save ......"
As soon as she stopped speaking, she knelt down to Song Xuan with a big salute and said calmly: "Please send troops to Yunfeng." β
"Get up. I have been in northern Xinjiang for so many years, and these false etiquettes have long been disregarded. Song Xuan didn't raise her eyes, and found that she didn't mean to get up, and pointed at the tongs in her hand, and then glanced at her: "It's useless to kneel on me." There is a Buddha hall there, if you are in a panic, it is better to go down and worship the Buddha for your palace. β
After saying that, he threw down the tongs and got up, "It's going to snow heavily at night, and it's warm in this room, so it's for you to sleep." β
Seeing that he was leaving, the rank pool suddenly raised his voice: "Even if you don't think about the prince's safety, has the general ever thought about the 20,000 defenders in Yunfeng City?" β
Song Xuan paused.
"General Hu was personally transferred to Northern Xinjiang by the sage, and it has only been a year since the full battle, and in Yunfeng City, there are many soldiers who were also under the banner of Song Zi in the past?"
"How can the general be willing to send troops?"
Song Xuan turned around, and when he met her stubborn eyes, he actually laughed twice, and pointed to the weapon rack not far behind her: "My heavy sword, drinking blood for many years, came back to a wandering monk, saying that the evil qi on the sword is too heavy, and you have to worship in front of the Buddha for three days and three nights to eliminate karma." β
"If the karma is gone, I will follow the girl's wishes, and I should also make a good fate."
The sword was so heavy that it was difficult for an ordinary woman to even hold it with one hand, let alone kneel in front of the Buddha for three days, and it was so coldβhe was looking for an excuse to make her retreat herself.
He looked at the weapon rack, took off the heavy sword, and held it with both hands with the scabbard.
This sword has been fighting with Song Xuan for many years, it is a real fierce blade, and it has never been stained with blood on its hands, and anyone who sees it has to tremble in their hearts, and she is not exempt from vulgarity.
was already a little timid, and she didn't count the weight of the blade, and she couldn't help but be crushed when she took it off.
Song Xuan waited for her reaction for a long time, and saw that her eyes lowered as if she was weighing the weight of the sword, and handed over the sentence in time: "If you feel embarrassed, just do it." The prince will not have an accident in Yunfeng, and he arranged for you to come over, which is to let you wait here with peace of mind. β
However, he clenched the heavy sword tightly, and raised his eyes to look directly at him: "The general is true to his word." β
Song Xuan didn't say anything more, waved his hand and walked out: "Once the word is out, the horse is difficult to chase." β
That night he heard a message that the girl had gone straight to the Buddha hall and knelt down after he had leftβalthough no one was looking at her, she was also kneeling upright with a sword in her hands.
It was freezing cold, and Song Xuan asked someone to move all the three charcoal basins in the house to the Buddhist hall for her, and she didn't ask again.
As long as people don't die in Xingguang, the rest is not a big problem.
Qing Heng thought so too.
He was only ordered by His Royal Highness to be responsible for the safety of Song Zhichi, as for whether she was comfortable or not, what did he have to do with him?
The sword was too heavy and fell so hard that it was so sore in just an hour.
The Buddha hall is not as good as the house, the air leaks on all sides, and even if the charcoal basin is piled up next to her and burns, it is not warm.
The futon was too thin and cool, so she secretly put her big futon under her knees and put her head on it, and looked up to see the Buddha statue she was offering to.
There is ash in the incense burner in front of the Buddha, which should have been incense a few days ago, but the Buddha statue was covered with a thick layer of dust.
Those who serve in the army pay attention to begging for a fortune before going to war - maybe there are really people who use this as a sustenance and have a belief that they can be more fearless on the battlefield. But Song Xuan is obviously not of this type.
She knelt all night, almost frozen, and after dawn someone came to bring her food, hot rice porridge, she drank it to feel more alive.
By the twilight of the day, the sword could no longer be raised, and if it was raised a little, the arm trembled terribly.
Another night passed.
Fortunately, Song Xuan came on the second day.
Song Xuan didn't plan to ask her again - for three days, if she couldn't survive and fainted, she naturally wouldn't make any more trouble, so she called the military doctor to come and see her, and save her life. It doesn't hurt if you can make it through, but it's the same if you get knocked out.
The reason why he came here was because he overheard his lieutenant Liu Bei mention, "If the general's wild goose is still there, this year is about the same age as Miss Song, and it happens to be the same surname, maybe there will be some similarity." β
It's no wonder that when he first saw this girl's film, he felt a little kind - not all because of this girl's etiquette.
Song Xuan was in a trance for a moment, and then came back to his senses and said to Liu Bei with a smile: "Nonsense, if Yan Yan is still here, he will definitely not be so embarrassed like this." β
If Yanyan is still alive, it turns out that she will also become a big girl.
Liu Bei looked at General Song's obviously nostalgic expression and breathed a sigh of relief silently.
- He is also one of the seeds planted by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in Northern Xinjiang back then.
It's just that on the one hand, he was favored by the prince, and on the other hand, General Song was not thin on him, and he was repeatedly promoted, and he had the grace of knowing him.
Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not contacted him about what he has done over the years, and he has not embarrassed him, but this has also made him feel more and more unbearable.
Now if he can help the people His Royal Highness is important, he will help him - it's not that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince specifically ordered him anything, but seeing that Qing Heng was following her, he guessed it himself.
General Song had a frank life, and the most ashamed of him was his wife who died early and his daughter who died early.
Liu Bei also knew about this because he had seen General Song incense in the Buddhist hall.
Although General Song is now alone, he has also been married. It's just that Mrs. died early due to illness, leaving behind a baby daughter, who soon suffered from a cold and a high fever.
At that time, General Song was obsessed with recovering the lost territory in northern Xinjiang, and he couldn't take care of his family, and when he came to his senses, it would be too late.
Song Xuan stopped outside the Buddha hall and looked at the pool that had already lost the color of blood on his face inside.
It was obviously a struggle to raise his arm, and he never put the sword down.
He walked in and took the sword, "Get up, don't kneel." β
I haven't closed my eyes for two days, and I was a little sluggish, and I looked up in a daze: "Has the general allowed to send troops?" β
Song Xuan had a headache when he looked at her stubbornness, squatted down and asked, "What is the relationship between you and the prince?" β
In fact, Fang just sent a message from Yunfeng, as he expected, the Khitan only sent 30,000 elite soldiers, and Yunfeng City should still be able to hold - as for whether the prince can be safe and sound, it is not his concern.
Without thinking about it, he said, "I love the relationship with His Highness. β
Song Xuan pinched his eyebrows, "This weather, you don't need much, after you kneeling for three days and three nights, half of your legs will be wasted." Xingguang did not send troops, and the prince's battle was a little more difficult to fight, and he was injured in a few more places. Is it worth it, what? β
"General, the junior just said that I love His Royal Highness." She smiled, her voice a little weak, "If you love someone, you will think that if you hurt me ten points, you can replace him with one less injury, no matter what, I am willing." β
She paused, hesitated for a moment and added: "General Qi Guang was willing to leave Beijing for the empress back then and stationed here, so he must have thought the same. β
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not only the eldest son of the saint, but also the only bloodline left by the queen mother in the world."
Song Xuan looked at her and didn't answer for a long time.
Just as he stretched out his hand to take the sword from his hand and re-enshrine it, he took her arm and pulled her up: "Twenty thousand, no more." β
Lingchi's eyes lit up, and the soreness and numbness in his legs faded a lot, and he leaned on the beam on one side, "When can I leave?" β
"There is no rush for a while, and scheduling also takes time. If it goes well, tomorrow morning. But there's one more thing. He sighed, "The saint ...... me and the prince."
"The younger generation knows." Ji Chi had already thought about this matter, and when he heard this, he immediately picked up his words: "If the sage investigates, this tiger talisman was stolen by me from the prince, and the prince does not know. General Song was forced to transfer troops out of the city because of the Tiger Fu, and there was no contact with the crown prince. β
Song Xuan glanced at her, and saw that her gaze was firm, and her head seemed to hurt even more: "The private thief tiger talisman is going to kill his head." If you can't say it, it will affect the whole family. β
Rank Chi only nodded.
Niang is now far away in Jingzhou, and the traces are wiped clean, so she must not be implicated. If she can really affect the Chi family, she really can't ask for it.
Song Xuan smiled dumbly, "That's it, it's in vain." β
He was just scaring her, the Khitan has changed, and Northern Xinjiang is the time to employ people, and at this juncture, the saint does not dare to interfere with the military affairs of Northern Xinjiang, and most of them will not care too much.
"Can you take the tiger charm with you?"
"Don't dare to leave." He took out the bag from his body, untied the tie, poured out the tiger talisman inside, and offered it with both hands.
She collected the prince's private seal and tiger talisman in one place before Yunfeng left, and as soon as she took it, the square seal was revealed.
Song Xuan's eyesight was excellent, but he still squinted his eyes and confirmed it, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised-the prince couldn't help but take this girl too seriously.
The relationship between these two must not be that she loves the prince.
He touched the stubble on his chin, "There is a private seal of the prince, why didn't you take it out earlier?" β
Rank Chi raised his eyes, "Take out the private seal, will the general agree to transfer troops?" β
Song Xuan laughed twice, "No." β
"But seeing this seal is like seeing the prince, I shouldn't have asked you to kneel here for two days."
"If I don't kneel, how can the general allow me? Taking out this private seal will only get in the way. He seemed to be disgusted with his mouth, but he carefully put it back into the bag and put it away in a precious place.
Song Xuan raised his eyebrows, but he still got back to business first: "Go back and rest, ask them to go out of the city to help Yunfeng early tomorrow morning, presumably in a few days, you will be able to receive the good news." β
Zhichi glanced at him, hesitated for a moment and spoke, his voice was small but resolute: "I want to go with me." β
The 20,000 soldiers who have been accumulating strength for a long time, together with Yunfeng's original 20,000 defenders, should not have anything wrong with the Khitan 30,000.
Song Xuan shook his head a little helplessly, turned around and walked out: "That's it, it's up to you." Just don't hold back. β
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Chapter 95
βIt turns out that even though there is a long night of ignorance, now there is a lamp, and I am willing to turn it on for him. β
Qing Heng never thought that she could really persuade Song Xuan to send troops, and he was caught off guard and accepted the right to command the troops on her behalf. With Song Xuan personally in charge, the handover of these 20,000 people was smooth, and they were ready to go before dawn.
The rank pool changed into the soft armor that Ning Xun had prepared for her just in case, and stood up with the low cabinet.
She knelt for two days without sleep, and only rested for three hours, and when she changed her clothes, she took a look, and her knees were already black, and it hurt to take a step.
She took a deep breath, let go of her hand and took a few steps outside, but luckily, she could stand it. Hurried march, from Xingguang to Yunfeng, just one day.
Before dawn, she looked up in the direction of Yunfeng.