Time flies, spring goes to autumn.

Dead leaves withered and fell from the branches. In the ten years of the Wu Dynasty, the national strength climbed, Taiyuan and Datong have been rebuilt, and the people who moved from the Central Plains became more and more prosperous.

Datong Mansion, at this time has been renewed, compared with 40 years ago, is already a collection of business, soldiers as one of the important towns, since Liang Yuanchui, Guan Sheng and others have passed away, by Yue Fei built a mansion here, for the generalissimo of the town of Wu Dynasty, 40 years, continue to send troops to attack and harass at the border, often friction with the Jin State, the Marshal of the Jin State Wanyan Wushu and he fought dozens of battles large and small, each has a victory.

For this matter, the Privy Counsellor Qin Hui, who was already too old to move, often stood at the door of his house and scolded him for not being considerate of the soldiers, raising soldiers without permission, and wasting money and food in vain. Countless impeachments flew into the hands of Emperor Zhao Yi like snowflakes, all worried that he was self-respecting and mild-tempered, but the emperor who was strong on the inside just smiled and didn't care at first, and then secretly warned the generalissimo of Zhenbei in the north to restrain his edge.

Although the outside conquest continues, the country has been in a trend of steady development, even if Zhao Yi is a little dissatisfied with him, Dongchang also has evidence about Yue Fei's overstepping of power, but after all, he still turned a blind eye to the past.

In the northwest, Hu Yanzhuo, who guarded the difficult place, twenty years ago, when the Western Xia knocked on the pass, met the iron harrier, and almost killed the army to Xingqing Mansion, and then died of overwork in the battle array due to his old age.

In the eleventh year of Hanning, Zhao Yi was seriously ill, and the prince Zhao Hou supervised the country to learn to deal with political affairs, he was fifteen years old, and Wang Zhi of Dongchang was in power, and he was imprisoned, and he was not optimistic about this honest and pure prince, but Zhao Gan, the king of Jin who was still young, had the heart to support it, but the rest of the thousands of households in Dongchang such as Feng Bao, Liu Jin and others had their own plans, so that he did not dare to act rashly.

As for the throne of the Admiral of Dongchang, which has been vacant, no one dares to think that when the Western Xia entered the border, the war was erosive, and the nine-thousand-year-old who was not out of the country came out to preside over the overall situation once, and then disappeared into the deep palace, which made Wang Zhi, who was originally a fantasist, dare not take another step beyond the thunder pool.

About this Wu Dynasty is nine thousand years old, many people can't see it clearly.

When he had supreme power, he retreated bravely and returned to the royal family, but Qin Hui and others understood that if they didn't change their politics, after a hundred years, they would not even have any bones.

As for Bai Ning's thoughts, whether they would be the same as in their hearts, only he knew best.

Then this autumn again, and the leaves turned yellow.

The mountains are like gatherings, and the old mountain villages are golden and vast.

The old man sat on a bench and watched as the leaves drifted down, swept into the wind, and blown far away. Occasionally, passers-by greeted him, and some of them laughed in a panic, and the yellow and black wrinkles gathered up one after another.

There was the sound of children playing at the bottom of the mountain, and several small figures ran to him and raised their little faces and smiled: "Taigong..... Taigong, what story will I tell today, let's talk about it first, we don't want to hear the story of the Eagle Hero hoeing the strong and helping the weak." ”

"Taigong, you can continue the story of the day before yesterday...... I want to hear the story of the 9,000-year-old Admiral. One of the older children squatted on the old man's lap and begged.

"You dolls... I don't listen to the stories of the heroes, I like to listen to some weird stories..."The old man touched the hair of the ghost head dotingly, and said with a smile: "Where to start... My husband is too old, and his memory is poor, so I can't remember where I talked about it the day before yesterday. ”

The rest of the children thought about it for a long time, and a girl who looked to be only six or seven years old with pigtails clapped her hands and said, "Come to think of it, Taigong talked about the nine-thousand-year-old battle against the wolf lord. ”

"Ghost Witty..."

The old man smiled, and began to tell them the story, and after an hour, the old body could not stand sleepy, and dozed off on the stool in a groggy manner, and several children covered their mouths and snickered at the appearance of the white-bearded old man napping, and then quietly left.

Ga –

The old crow stood on the branch and cried, which woke the old man, and when he opened his eyes, it was already twilight, and the red clouds were floating in the west, reflecting the shadow of the old tree.

The old man slowly got up from under the eaves and pushed open the door behind him, staggered into the room, turned out two sticks of incense on the incense table, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner, folded his hands, and bent his waist forward.

In front of him, on the incense platform, are two spiritual statues, one of which is relatively new.

"Big brother... It's not worth living, you look at the lynx, the family has given birth to a lot of children, and the blessings are also enjoyed, and the last two feet kick, leaving Lao Tzu with a bunch of. I am tired and crying, and I have to wait for you with two incense sticks every morning and evening. ”

The old man may have been tired of standing, trembling to the door, sitting on the threshold, looking indifferently at the red-hot sky outside gradually darkening, as if he was talking to someone angry: "It's getting dark, Lao Tzu lives one more day, he earns one day, how good this world is, you two are not blessed, the village is the same every day, and the fifth grandson of my family also came out, one more than the bastard of the lynx, hehe, big brother, are you envious? Lao Tzu will not give you another one, and he will be angry with you......"

"But... I'm about to come down to accompany you, I can't walk, I can't eat, and it looks like I'm dying. ”

He said with a smile.

The last rays of the setting sun burned the clouds in the sky to a fiery color.

The light of day is thousands of miles away, and on this night, in the palace where the candles are burning, in the dragon couch tent, the seriously ill figure makes an edict.

Emperor Zhao Yi, who suffered from an illness by accident half a year ago, suddenly coughed up blood in the morning, and in the evening, his condition deteriorated sharply, and he knew that his limit had arrived.

He ascended the throne at the age of one and became emperor, and at the age of seventeen, he took charge of the imperial power, and was taught by his uncle and mother, and was conscientious about the world, although the criminal law was too strict, but the people lived a peaceful and stable life, looking at this increasingly powerful country, he still had many ambitions not to be displayed, and he also wanted to herd Ma Xixia, go to see the scenery there, and drive to the north to see the once proud Jurchen.

But his body ...... It's come to an end.

The night breeze blew under the eaves, the shadows of the armor soldiers outside were cut on the paper windows, and the flying insects were buzzing around the quiet fire candles, and after Zhao Yi wrote a few lines, he was already sweating profusely and extremely weak.

"That's all... The country doesn't have to fight, the next monarch should be a kind person, and Hou'er is the best choice, take the seal of the seal to stamp. ”

However, from the black, the black shadow that came out snatched the holy decree from the hand of the attendant, looked at it casually, and the candlelight reflected the man's playful and hideous expression and said: "Your Majesty of our family, you really let that stupid prince ascend the throne, isn't it not that Wang Zhi is not given a way to live." ”

On the dragon couch, Zhao Yi, who was standing up, saw the person who came clearly, and pointed over tremblingly: "You... You... What do you want to do..."

"What for? Naturally, His Majesty rewrote it. Wang Zhi's old face smiled, and some powder fell, and then stuffed the imperial pen over, and his face suddenly turned sharp: "Quickly rewrite it for our family——"

With a trembling hand, he threw the brush on the eunuch's face, staining it with a large ink stain.

"I... Write your mother's ......"

The emperor, who scolded loudly, struggled for a while, spit out a mouthful of blood angrily, and fell on the futon. Standing in front of the couch, holding the seal of the servant, he looked at the frosty old eunuch with a frosty face.

"A thousand households... What do you do with the rest?"

Wang Zhi took out a white silk to wipe the ink stains off his face, glanced at the dead emperor, and in the candlelight, he simply explained: "The emperor died, the prince was suspected of rebellion, let General Jinhu lead people to arrest him." ”

"Yes!"

The voice of the attendant sounded, and soon after, a huge chaos appeared in the palace, and the light held by the forbidden army and the palace guards spread.

PS: The first update, there will be more later.