end song

Chapter 1261
Hearing the crying, a guard poked his head into the hall to take a look, then left quickly, and closed the door behind him.

As for what Zhao Jin said, it was somewhat incomprehensible to others.

Li Xia didn't scold her for being inexplicable.

Because she was indeed right, he just sensed her thoughts and expected that she would not refuse, so he said something like asking her to think about it.

"Okay, stop crying."

Zhao Jin was still crying, and his shoulders were shaking when he cried so emotionally.

Li Xia searched but couldn't find the handkerchief, turned around and saw that she had it herself, clutching it in her hand without wiping it.He stepped forward to take the handkerchief from her hand and wiped her tears.

Looking at it this way, the skin on her face is delicate and smooth, rosy, and her eyes are big, bright and watery.

"You look better when you cry than when you are noisy."

"I can go to yours."

"Don't cry, you're not in good health, you're carrying a disease, don't take your anger out on you."

Zhao Jin was still crying, but he was so angry that he choked, so he turned his back, stomped his feet lightly, and said, "You will be happy when I die."

"I won't let you die, the medicine is prepared for you, isn't it?"

"You want to be angry with me, you want to be angry with me."

"I thought I would bring this up to you in a different way, just like you said, I can say something nice to coax you." Li Xia said: "But, because I want to accept your identity as Zhao's daughter, I have to lie to you. Man, I can't bear it."

In fact, Zhao Jin didn't understand the logic of this sentence, but he was stunned for a moment because of his attitude, turned around, and gave him a wronged look.

Li Xia wiped away the tears on her face with a handkerchief, and put the handkerchief back in her hand.

"Then you..." Zhao Jin looked down at his movements and asked, "Then you actually... want to..."

"Well, I thought about it."

Zhao Jin raised his head somewhat startled, and after a while, his face blushed slightly.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Li Xia sighed a little.

He felt that what he gave her was actually very little. It was nothing more than lying to her again and again, and allowing her life again. These things were effortless; country's enemies.

Sometimes he also has a kind of vanity, and wants the princess of Zhao Song to admit that he is a better emperor than her father, and she is even satisfied with his vanity.

Zhao Jin could feel that his eyes were gradually softening, and his aura was not as indifferent as before.

After she cried a lot, the two seemed to get closer.

"Then, then..." Zhao Jin said: "Winner and loser, if you want to accept me, I can't refuse."

The words are still the same as before, but when the tone changes, the meaning is completely different.

Li Xia looked at her, and saw that her eyes were shy, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, so she didn't say much, and leaned over with her head down...

~~
The next day is dawn.

A "Song" flag fluttered in the wind.

Weng Yinglong stood under the banner and looked up at it in a daze.

The sound of war drums in the distance made the earth tremble slightly.

Huang Gongshao came over and said, "Why don't you go up to the watchtower and just look at the situation on the battlefield."

"Don't dare to look." Weng Yinglong asked back: "How can Lu Wenhuan beat Zhang Jue?"

Huang Gongshao shook his head, indicating that he was not optimistic about Lu Wenhuan, but he said: "It is not easy for the Tang army. Just one army guards the three capitals, one battle after another. Retreat Boyan first, and then fight Lu Wenhuan. This is an army that is two Three are used."

"However, the alliance between Song and Yuan is like loose sand, giving Zhang Jue every opportunity to break through."

"One more thing, how could Lu Wenhuan be willing to fight to the death?"

"The reason why Mr. Pingzhang asked us to urge Lu Wenhuan to send troops to Mengjindu is to let the Lu family help the Yuan army contain the main force of the Tang army and buy him more time to capture Sichuan and Shu."

Both of them are extremely smart. Once the situation changes, they immediately stop paying attention to the gains and losses in front of them, and set their eyes on a longer distance.

To put it simply, they no longer care about Lu Wenhuan, but instead start planning for Jia Sidao.

Because they were originally Jia Sidao's staff, not Lu Wenhuan's.

Huang Gongshao took a few steps, led Weng Yinglong back to the tent, and then said: "Actually, there is a sentence that I have kept in my heart for a long time... Li Xia is already approaching Yanjing, and Pingzhanggong's attack on Shu is still progressing slowly. That's too late?"

"The terrain in the Central Plains is flat, but Sichuan and Shu have steep mountains and torrents, so Li Xia's progress is much faster than that of Ping Zhanggong."

"Then, what's the use of procrastinating?" Huang Gongshao lowered his voice, "Since it's difficult to conquer Sichuan and Shu, and the current situation is like this, why don't you persuade Pingzhanggong to withdraw?"

"The rapids and dangerous beaches, can you retreat if you want?" Weng Yinglong wrinkled his old face and said, "Li Xia has become emperor, and he only needs to care about the situation of the battle. Ping Zhanggong is different. Apart from depending on the situation of the battle, he also It depends on the reaction of the Lin'an court."

This has already been said very clearly. Jia Sidao mobilized so many troops and spent so much food and grass, but in the end he returned without success, which would be a terrible blow to his reputation.

"At the very least, we have to capture the Chongqing Mansion, so that we can justify it on the face of it."

"Ugh……"

Suddenly, there was a shout of killing not far away.

The sound was near the gate of the Song army's camp, and the two counselors suddenly changed their colors in shock.

"The Tang army has attacked the camp!"

"Attack camp!"

"..."

Weng Yinglong couldn't help being astonished, he lifted the curtain and came out.

Immediately, a servant said: "Mr. Weng, it's dangerous, go in quickly."

"Since you know the danger, why don't you leave quickly?!"

They judged that Zhang Jue sent a small group of Tang troops around the Heming Gorge to attack, and the goal was to burn the Song army's food and grass.

In order not to be affected by the war, they fled south immediately.

After leaving the camp, they drove two miles along the Yishui River to Songzhou, but there was another sound of horseshoes in front of them. A cavalry cut in and raised their crossbows to shoot them mercilessly.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Although the number of Tang troops was small, they were aggressive as soon as they came out.

Weng Yinglong and Huang Gongshao hurriedly got out of the carriage, hid behind the carriage and shouted: "Surrender! Surrender!"

So the attendants put down their weapons and lay down on the ground, and the fierce fighting that started soon subsided.

"Unloaded!"

A Tang military academy general rode past and ordered his soldiers to confiscate their weapons and armor.

When they saw Weng Yinglong and Huang Gongshao, he was not polite and tied them up too.

"Lighter, lighter." Weng Yinglong hurriedly said: "We are civil servants, so we don't need to tie them up..."

"Who said that civil servants don't have to be tied up?!" Tang Military Academy General was furious and shouted, "It's tied up!"

"General, calm down, we are old and weak, and we dare not resist if we don't tie them up."

"You were not weak when you strayed into the country, but you will be weak now? Let me put them down, search."

"Oh, it's insulting, it's insulting..."

"Dog song thief, please remember to me, this is a battlefield, there is nothing to be polite, take it away!"

~~
into the night.

"Put it in."

Weng Yinglong turned his head to look, but Huang Gongshao was no longer there, and he himself was in a small bloody tent.

A fire was lit in the tent, and there was a shelf full of instruments of torture.

The next moment, screams could be heard not far away.

A man with a stern expression was sitting in the corner, slowly rubbing ink in front of a candle. Occasionally, he could hear the sound of his rubbing ink between screams, which made him uncomfortable as if it was grinding on Weng Yinglong's bones.

"Emissary."

Someone walked into the tent again, and soon, a cold iron object touched Weng Yinglong's neck, and he was caught by something by his collar and lifted.

It's like a ball of pork being weighed.

"It's a civil servant, what's his name?"

"This general, I will recruit anything, everything, without torture, without... oh, Weng Yinglong."

"Huh? You are Weng Yinglong."

Someone turned to Weng Yinglong, a man in his thirties.

The man moved his ugly face closer, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "Really, one of Jia Sidao's confidants, Mu Liao, are you here to urge Lu Wenhuan?"

Weng Yinglong was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect someone in the Tang army to know him so well.

His eyes fell, and he only fell on the hand facing the middle-aged man, and suddenly remembered who the other party was.

"It turned out to be Jiang Sishi face to face, fortunately meeting, fortunately meeting..."

"Nice meeting?" Jiang Fan patted Weng Yinglong's face with a hook, and sneered.

~~
What Weng Yinglong and Lu Wenhuan said is at least one point correct. Li Xia is a person who can't rub the sand in his eyes.

A person like him, in Li Xia's hands, would never have the same glory and wealth as before.

Fortunately, after two days of torture, his life was saved, but he was already terrified.

"Let's go."

Following the call of the soldiers, Weng Yinglong was taken out of the tent.

This is still the camp of the Song Army at that time, but the word "Tang" has been changed on the big flag.

He was taken to the north, and he turned his head to see that the place where Lu Wenhuan and Zhang Jue fought was still full of corpses, and the Tang army was cleaning the battlefield. It should be that Lu Wenhuan had already been beaten and retreated.

It must be troublesome to lose the camp before withdrawing the troops.

Now was not the time to care about Lu Wenhuan, Weng Yinglong was taken into Luoyang City and brought to a government office. When he looked up, he saw a plaque with the word "Xinggong" written on it.

After entering the palace and walking further, he saw a plaque of "Luocheng Palace" hanging in the lobby, and he couldn't help but think that Li Xia is still as rustic as a grass-roots team to this day.

As soon as this idea came up, the wound on his body suddenly felt a little itchy, and a sense of fear emerged. Weng Yinglong shrank his neck, timidly lowered his head and entered the hall, but was surprised to find that there were several familiar people in the hall.

"Wang Xianggong?"

Wang Yinglin turned his head when he heard the voice, and said, "It's Mr. Weng. We will meet again after Jiangling parting."

When Weng Yinglong followed Jia Sidao's army to Jiangling City, Wang Yinglin was still a prisoner.

Who would have thought that when we meet again in the blink of an eye, it will be a long time ago.

If you think about why all this happened, Weng Yinglong suddenly realized Zhao Song's weakness very deeply.

Afterwards, Huang Gongshao was also brought in. When he saw Wang Yinglin, he was ashamed and cried: "Mr. Wang, the student is ashamed..."

"The royal driver has arrived."

Wang Yinglin didn't say any more, and stood still, as if to greet him.

Weng Yinglong knew that he was just a prisoner, so he quickly lowered his body.

He had met Li Xia a few times many years ago, and when he took a sneak peek today, he felt that Li Xia's figure hadn't changed at all, but the aura around him was much more majestic.

Afterwards, he narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed the woman in full dress following behind Li Xia.

"This……"

"Rui... Princess Rui?"

Huang Gongshao was startled and straightened up.

"Princess, you... are you really alive? How is this possible?"

"I pay homage to Your Majesty." Wang Yinglin and the others didn't seem to hear their exclamation, they just paid attention to the ceremony.

Weng Yinglong was startled, he quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said: "Sinner Weng Yinglong, kowtow to Your Majesty, long live my emperor."

Only Zhao Jin's bright eyes turned curiously, and he tried hard to hold back his smile.

"Of course I'm not dead. Uncle sent me to His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)