One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 31 The Empress bursts into tears, and the Jinluan Palace bursts into tears [Thanks to the ordinary happy leader! 】

The court bell rang.

Standing on the majestic square, Liu Shang looked up at the majestic and majestic Jinluan Hall. After 63 years, he came here on behalf of Anxi's heroic soul.

"Go in." Xu Ting said lightly, and walked steadily up the white jade stairs.

Liu Shang took a deep breath and followed closely behind.

Inside the Golden Luan Hall, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was suffocating.

The empress was dressed in a dragon robe and a crown, her exquisite cheeks showed no emotion.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood holding wats and exchanged glances. The emperor of Beiliang visited for no reason, and it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

With his honorable status, what is worth visiting in person?
When the old man with gray temples and sunken eye sockets stepped into the court hall, the officials suddenly fell silent.

As long as you open your mouth, you can analyze your attitude.

Today is the orthodox imperial power, according to etiquette, Xu Ting must also bow his head.

The tense atmosphere in the court reached its peak.

A long silence.

"Meet the Son of Heaven."

Xu Ting bowed slightly and clicked.

It was as if the tense bowstring was suddenly loosened, all civil and military officials were sweating profusely, and the atmosphere in the hall eased a lot.

"Give me a seat." The empress nodded her delicate chin.

"No." Xu Ting didn't want to waste time on red tape, and directly stated his intention:

"Does Li Tang Sheji still remember the Anxi Army guarding the Western Regions?"

When the voice fell, the noise stopped abruptly!

All the ministers were shocked, and subconsciously looked at Liu Shang who was stiff and at a loss.

Although in the past 63 years, even historians have made a conclusion, "I don't know whether to live or die..." In just four words, the story of the lonely Western Regions will be sealed forever.

But future generations have not forgotten!
The empress stared quietly at the outside of the palace, her heart turned upside down, she said firmly:

"I will never forget for a moment that Li Tang Sheji was ashamed of Anxi!"

It seems to be close to the truth, in fact, she has already guessed, otherwise she would not have appointed Li Lian to take the colorful pigeons to the Western Regions.

But in the center of the court, none of the officials believed in her. To be precise, no one believed in miracles.

Xu Ting nodded, gave Liu Shang an encouraging look, then stepped back half a step sideways, leaving the stage to the legendary warrior who climbed out of the Western Regions.

Facing countless gazes, Liu Shang lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at him, but then he thought about it, isn't the isolated city standing upright for 63 years in order to stand upright in the center of the Tang Dynasty?
He suddenly straightened his waist and tried to pronounce through his teeth and lips, but even if he opened a pair of blood -filled eyes, he could still only emit "Ah Baba".

I'm so useless, Yaoshi Sun has taught me many times, I practice day and night, why can't I do it.

The Golden Luan Hall was dead silent, and even the beeping sound of leaking carvings in the hall could be clearly heard.

The officials were silent, as if they were all waiting for an unprecedented miracle.

Liu Shang wriggled his throat, and after repeated efforts, he finally made an intermittent sound:
"An... the Anxi Army did not... fulfill its mission, and did not lose an inch of land."

After he finished speaking, tears filled his eyes. Just because of this sentence, more than 2 heroic souls in Anxi died heroically, and none of them begged for surrender.

boom!
The bodies of civil and military officials were stiff and their eyes were tightly closed, but it was as if the dam was smashed in one fell swoop, and the river surged in.

Some people wept.

Not an inch of land was lost, these four words are so simple that even a child who has just entered a private school can read them, but they are too heavy!
In what desperate situation did the Anxi army not lose a single inch?

Living in the hinterland of the barbarians, without reinforcements for 63 years, there is no hope in the desolate and lonely desert, and even a breeze from the Central Plains cannot blow through.

In the endless darkness, there are still a group of people who are faithfully fulfilling the mission of "controlling the frontier and expanding the land" assigned to them during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

Year after year, day after day.

The Empress clasped her ten fingers tightly, her knuckles turned white, she forcibly suppressed her emotions, and said in a trembling voice:
"Majestic, fierce and eternal!"

"You didn't disappoint the Central Plains, it was the Central Plains who failed you."

"I……"

She felt stuck in her throat, and seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Perhaps I once expected that the descendants of the Anxi Army would survive, but I never expected that the territory would still be there. What kind of shocking defense was that?
The eyes of civil and military officials were red, and the battle-tested generals kept wiping away their tears. There is no hope that is more desperate than death on the battlefield.

"Since the body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero." The prime minister choked up in tears.

Every soil and gravel in an isolated city is a miracle and an indestructible belief!

suddenly.

"Sixty-three years ago, my father set out to set off for the Zhuang Xingjiu..." A green-robed official ran out of the court hall with his lips trembling.

Dad, you finally waited!

Full of sorrow, Xu Ting said in a hoarse voice in the silent depression:
"Anxi's 2 three generals died one after another, and none of them begged to surrender. Except for the old and disabled women and children in the city, there was only one man left to guard the city."

"His name is Gu Chang'an."

The ministers were suffocating, no longer able to contain their emotions, they wept bitterly.

Despair is not the event of 2 deaths, but the event of one person dying [-] times!
The number of people around me is decreasing one by one. It was originally 2 people, but it gradually became two thousand, two hundred...

No one wants to go home, but if they fall, the land will be lost!

They went to die one after another, shedding the last drop of blood, guarding the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and even the spirit of the great China!
Without reinforcements, without support, and even a letter from home cannot be sent back to my hometown, this kind of persistence is really too painful.

"You are the last glory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty." The empress's voice trembled, and she tasted a bit of salty bitterness at the corner of her mouth before she realized that her face was full of tears.

She wants to reward Anxi's heroic soul, and she wants to build a martyr's shrine in Chang'an, but before that, she must do one thing for Sheji Sunyue——

Bring home the last guard!
"His Majesty."

The green-robed officials returned to the court hall, supporting the trembling old man, who was as thin as a stick, holding a wine jar covered in mud in his arms.

"Wei...Wei Cihan, 63 years ago, served wine at Dianjiangtai."

Hot tears flowed down the old man's face full of ravines.

As the saying goes, there is a beginning and an end, when the Anxi army returns to Chang'an, he still has to serve the wine.

But he waited for a long time, and his memory was blurred, but he didn't wait for the frontier army.

Wei Cihan pushed his son away, and stood still with difficulty, just like standing on the Dianjiangtai at the age of 27, tremblingly looking at the mighty Tang Tiejun.

The old man slowly raised the wine jar above his head. Although it was a long time late, he was finally able to complete his mission.

His old eyes were cloudy, and he wanted to appear solemn, but he still choked up:
"Congratulations to Master Wang for his triumphant return."

In an instant, the officials burst into tears, and Liu Shang clenched his fists tightly. How much he wished this scene happened 60 years ago.

He looked at the old man and walked over gently.

"Have you ever fallen into the prestige of the Central Plains?" Wei Cihan was in tears.

Liu Shang yelled with difficulty, "Never...never!"

"Are you ashamed of the people of the country?"

"No shame."

Wei Cihan smiled and passed the wine jar:
"Please drink!"

Liu Shang's eyes were red, but he didn't open the altar while holding the wine. He was not qualified to drink the triumphant wine for Anxi's heroic soul. Chang'an was the one who could drink.

"Your Majesty, please bring the ashes of Anxi's heroic soul back to Chang'an."

Wei Cihan prostrated on his knees, weeping.

He is about to die, he is afraid that the Chinese civilization will be ruined by the barbarians, and he is even more afraid that the people of the Central Plains will be slaughtered wantonly by foreign races, Shenzhou cannot perish!
In an era of upside-down chaos, the spiritual candlelight of the Anxi Army is too much needed, and the backbone of the nation that can resist desperately is needed!
"Please get up quickly." The empress signaled the censor in front of the palace to help the old man up, and said firmly:

"I swear here that Datang will definitely go to the Western Regions!"

The officials gradually calmed down their sad emotions, and they also understood the intention of Xu Ting's visit to Beiliang.

He underestimated His Majesty too much.

It seems that in this way, Datang is forced to express his position invisibly.

But what he didn't know was that as early as a year ago, His Majesty issued an imperial decree to send [-] elites to the Western Regions, but was rejected by the court.

But now, all civil and military officials have only one thought in mind.

must go!
Take back the ashes of Anxi, look back at Chang'an, and take back the torch of the most tenacious will in the Central Plains.

The flames start a prairie fire, awaken the sleeping land of Shenzhou, and burn the blood of the common people, it's time to stand up!
We have thousands of years of history, we have experienced so many ups and downs, even if we are facing the inevitable situation now, we must have the courage to never turn back.

The Central Plains cannot perish!
Xu Ting's face was as flat as a lake, and there was an imperceptible look of relief in the depths of his eyes.

After all, Datang is still orthodox in Shenzhou. If he refuses, it will really chill the hearts of the world and completely ruin this glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, the empress is not the previous idiot emperors.

After being aggrieved for so long, it's time to fight the barbarians in the Western Regions!
unexpected.

Suddenly, the eunuch's half-yin voice came from outside the Jinluan Hall:
"Report to Your Majesty, the staff of Mobei Zhelansu request an audience."

Civil and military officials wiped away their tears, and doubts flashed across their red eyes.

barbarian?

Zhe Lansu in Mobei is also a member of the third rank of the Barbarian Kingdom, and to appease the three thousand miles of Mobei, it is impossible for the Central Plains not to understand this person.

"Xuan." The Empress said in a dark tone.

A moment later, a scribe with a hood and blue eyes entered the hall respectfully.

He was ordered by his superior to lurk in Chang'an City a long time ago. Today, when he heard that the Emperor Beiliang had entered Beijing alone, he guessed that the isolated city in the Western Regions had been exposed.

Take this opportunity to surrender!
The staff noticed the pair of hateful eyes and the undercurrent of anger, so they hurriedly thought about dispelling the hatred:

"Gu Changan is still alive."

After the words fell, all civil and military officials were relieved, they were too afraid that the man would fall down.

Liu Shang laughed and cried. He made the agreement outside the city, and Changan did not break the agreement.

The empress clenched her five fingers hidden in the sleeve of her robe tightly, and then suddenly let go as if venting her excitement.

When the staff saw that the hostility of the Golden Temple was reduced, he simply crawled and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty the Great Tang, my lord is willing to lead [-] elites to surrender to the Great Tang Sheji."

boom!
It's like thunder rolling in the sky!
The eyes of civil and military officials showed horror, and they subconsciously felt that there was a fraud in it.

The barbarians are full of arrogance, and China is getting weaker and weaker. No matter how you deny it, it is a fact of this era.

How many people from the Central Plains have defected to the barbarians, but no high-ranking barbarian official has ever begged for surrender from China, let alone a high-ranking official who holds military power.

Ridiculous!

Arabian Nights!

A mere barbarian who dares to tease the center of the Tang Dynasty can be killed!

"Danger..." The empress's joy was extinguished immediately, her beautiful cheeks paled quickly.

"The thunder in the holy city was enraged, and all the nine clans of my lord were killed. I implore Datang to give me a way to survive."

The aides were heartbroken, and sorrow came from it.

If it is not the end of the road, would you like to become the laughing stock on the pillar of shame of the empire?
The strength gap between the two civilizations is too great. It is not stupid to seek refuge in the Central Plains, which is doomed to perish!

The Golden Luan Hall was silent.

The hearts of the officials stopped suddenly, the veins on their foreheads burst out one by one, and finally a sense of powerlessness swept over their bodies.

Zhe Lansu used to be the sanctioner of Qiqianli in the Western Regions, what kind of crime did he commit to be punished by the nine clans?

Don't dare to think, afraid to think.

A man who never retreats in the dark may have to face the entire barbarian country alone!
"Please... Your Majesty the Tang Dynasty, please give me a chance." The staff member said in a low voice with a look of embarrassment.

The empress didn't express her opinion, she just stared at him for a moment:
"Have you met Gu Changan?"

The staff suddenly fell silent, and the bloody scene of the desert appeared in his mind again. At that time, he followed his respect to watch, and Gu Chang'an's figure was deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Datang definitely wants to hear it, so let's talk about it.

The hall is quiet.

The staff adjusted their emotions and said:
"Three years ago, the old witch just took office as the sanctioner. Her lord personally conquered the city of Kucha and led four thousand Yue clan elites."

He ignored His Majesty and fled.

But civil and military officials are so easy to be fooled, a censor asked coldly:

"The punisher of the Western Regions should be Zhe Lansu!"

The staff suddenly felt humiliated, and this group of people asked the question knowingly, hesitated for a while and sighed:

"My lord is afraid of Gu Chang'an, and decided to step down and leave the mess to the old witch."

The Golden Luan Hall fell into boundless silence, and the officials were dumbfounded, their eyes filled with shock!
Zhe Lansu was one step away from being the judging giant on the barbarian round table, but he would rather lose power than escape from the Western Regions.

"Why?" The Empress was expressionless, her red lips tightly pursed.

The staff are dizzy, is it interesting to expose the scars like this?Cause and effect that even children can understand, but pretend to be confused!

What he didn't know was that Datang wanted to know every deed clearly about the man who carried the glory of China all by himself.

"Let's say the old witch is nine years old." The staff vetoed it, it was really hard to say.

Without waiting for Chaodian to respond, he quickly said:
"Outside the city, four thousand elites are like a rainbow, but in that mottled and dilapidated isolated city, there is only one figure in a white robe."

"In that desperate situation, which one of you still has the courage to fight?"

Military officer Xun will shudder.

When they were walking on the road, they would feel heavy pressure when the crowds came, let alone four thousand armored and armed elites?

They will definitely have weak legs, not self-deprecating, but boasting.

Just trembling is already a kind of great courage. If you analyze yourself deeply, you may have raised the flag long ago.

The staff's face was tense, and his voice was low:
"But what did Gu Changan do?"

"He's beating the drums!!"

"The drums are loud, and there is only one person, but they are shouting Anxi Army, follow me to the death!"

The ministers were shocked. Although they knew that Gu Changan survived in the end, their hearts were also beating violently at this moment.

"He slowly walks out of the city gate with a flag on his shoulders. That scene is really astonishing!"

"The army advances, and three hundred arrows shoot at Gu Changan. He looks like a hedgehog, dripping with blood."

The Empress's chest was heavy, like a thousand arrows piercing through her heart, she firmly grasped the armrest of the throne.

"Gu Chang'an is still standing, he can't kneel down, and he didn't even fall down the flag of the Tang Dynasty."

"Who's afraid?"

"Four thousand soldiers!"

"They fought timidly in an instant, and the blood-stained figures walked over like this, waving their long swords..."

The aide's voice was hoarse, and he narrated the situation of the battle. After all, he experienced it personally and saw every detail.

The whole hall was very cold, like an ice cave.

Hearing that Gu Chang'an's lower abdomen was cut open and his intestines were cut off, the officials were terrified, and tears filled their eyes.

You are alone! !

Can you surrender...

"Gu Chang'an became more and more courageous in the battle, and the unprecedented killing erupted. At that moment, I really thought he was not made of flesh and blood."

The staff's limbs were stiff and their lips trembled slightly, unwilling to recall the cruel scene.

All officials, civil and military, held the imperial wat tightly, and their hearts were cut like a knife, and the knife seemed to cut into their hearts.

Tears welled up in the empress's eyes, her delicate cheeks were pale and bloodless, she had no doubts about the authenticity.

Gu Chang'an is the only genius who has created his own aura in history!

But he also hurts!

"Gu Chang'an never frowned, but he often looked back when killing people. The army was in chaos, and each elite was reduced to the wrong soul under the sword. He was massacring like crazy!"

"It's just a bloody massacre. I even suspect that he will kill until the sea ends."

Xu Ting's face twitched when he heard that.

Why look back?
Because he's in pain, he's tired, and he wants to get it over with.

But the territory behind him silently told him, look at me, can you still rest?

"Gu Chang'an stood majestically, with more than a thousand wounds all over his body. With a smirk, wouldn't a wild dog come to chop off my head?"

"No, it's all densely packed corpses and miserable wailing sounds."

"He walked back tremblingly, carrying the blood-stained banner on his shoulder, and stared fiercely at the chariot in the distance."

"My lord was terrified after the incident, saying that this was a look he had never seen before, it was too powerful, but also too lonely!"

The staff took a deep breath and said the sentence that still shocked him:

"Gu Chang'an planted the banner half a mile outside the city, looked up at the sky, blood dripped from his hair all over his face, he said loudly,"

"Gu Chang'an, the last soldier of the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty, would like to use the heads of four thousand enemy bandits as a condolence to the land of China, the sun and the moon."

"Today, expand the territory!"

Expansion of territory! ! !
The sound was endlessly stirring in the Golden Luan Hall.

The blood in the bodies of civil and military officials was flowing at an incredible speed, as if it would boil and burn in an instant.

"No wonder it boosted the fortune of the country..." The prime minister burst into tears, and he felt unprecedented pride.

For decades, the territory of the Tang Dynasty has shrunk to the land of three states. Who can expand the territory for the country?
no one!

In such a huge dynasty, no one can achieve this feat.

But in the Western Regions where no one cares, one person and one sword brought the long-lost glory to the humiliated Tang Dynasty! !
"The old witch was so frightened that her hair was disheveled, she swore before going out that she would crush Gu Chang'an and chop it into thousands of pieces of meat, but now? Just run away!"

"You don't know that an old witch can still walk like flying..."

The staff improved a little, in fact, the fastest runner was the master, but the old witch was indeed running for her life.

There was a storm in the hearts of the ministers, and it was a pity in this life that they didn't witness it with their own eyes!

Gu Chang'an, with his feat of shining through the ages, has become an extremely shining one among the countless heroes that have emerged in the long history of the land of Shenzhou.

Brilliant!

"You also think this is Gu Changan's limit?"

"Although I went to Mobei with the Lord, I always pay attention to the movement of the Western Regions."

"The old witch is determined to avenge her shame, how many soldiers and horses do you think she brought with her?"

Seeing the enthusiasm of the officials, the staff also made a fool of themselves.

"Seven thousand?" Li Deyu, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, felt that it was too exaggerated.

"Hehe, 1!!"

"And the three great masters!"

"There is also the most powerful weapon in the empire, the emperor of Beiliang should know it best."

The staff were up and down, this battle destroyed the old witch, and also brought the old man Huyan into the abyss.

The whole hall was silent.

twelve thousand……

The officials were in a daze, with horror, excitement, pride, and heartache, all kinds of emotions were intertwined.

Xu Ting's brows were tightly frowned, recalling the giant net of crows that the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms met on the battlefield of Xishu, which could cover the air of heaven and earth, like Mount Tai straddling the top of his head.

"Warlock Li Ping was able to predict portraits precisely because Gu Chang'an opened up another [-] miles for Datang, which directly disrupted the fate of the abyss."

The staff are concise and concise, and the omitted words are self-evident.

The civil and military officials were silent.

He won.

He finally won a battle that shook the world and wept ghosts and gods, and created the most terrifying war monument in brilliant history.

"Great!" An official roared hoarsely with enthusiasm.

But his voice was particularly harsh in the silent court hall.

The ministers mourned, but no one agreed.

They slaughtered [-] wild dogs by themselves, and they were excited.

But when the Wanjun was buried outside the isolated city, when the flag of the Tang Dynasty was inserted into the twenty-mile territory, they felt severe pain.

"Yeah, Gu Chang'an is so pitiful, he must be struggling just to be alive."

The staff sighed, and he rubbed his eyes, feeling amused in his heart, the empire was obviously the victim, how could he be moved.

"On the night of the defeat, the old witch sent an assassin to take the opportunity to behead Gu Chang'an."

"Do you know what the assassin saw? A figure covered in blood, patrolling back and forth at the top of the city, walking trembling like this."

The hot tears in the queen's chest surged up to her throat, she swallowed hard, but it was of no avail.

When the emotions accumulated to a certain level, she couldn't control it completely.

A suppressed cry came from the throne.

Li Wan thought that her heart was so strong that she could not be shaken, but just one sentence made her weep in public.

The ministers were even more unbearable, and the battle-tested warriors all cried into a child.

You just killed more than 1 barbarians today!

You're all wounded, you're cracking, can't you rest?Even for one night.

Liu Shang wept bitterly, he hated himself for being too weak, he hated himself for not being able to fight side by side with Chang'an.

Anxi's heroic soul is very bitter, but the 60 years of suffering cannot even compare to every day Chang'an has experienced.

"With all due respect, you are all insects!!"

Suddenly, the staff stood up, he didn't know where his courage came from, maybe it was just his conscience as a person.

"What did Gu Changan do wrong?"

"Is he willing to be born in an isolated city? Does he want to take over the responsibility of defending the city?"

"If he surrenders to the empire, he will be as dazzling as the glorious sun, and he will accept the baptism of the new world. He can become the No.1 general of the empire, and he can also pursue a sword to open the gate of heaven!"

"He has the talent beyond immortality!"

"Just because you have Chinese blood, you deserve to grit your teeth and walk in hell alone?"

"..."

After the staff finished speaking, they regretted it. What kind of goddamn hero did they pretend to be, scolding others as beasts in the Datang Center...

But the Golden Luan Hall was dead silent, only intermittent choking sounds, as if tacitly acquiescing.

That's right, who among the officials has the face to refute, let me ask, can they persist in the isolated city for a day if they are relocated?

The Central Plains, the nation, the responsibility, and the territory became chains, which bound a man of stunning talent, made him suffer, and made him wish for death but could not.

"However, it is precisely because of Gu Chang'an that the lord sees the hope of restoring the glory of the Central Plains. When the loyal heart and iron bones knock on the land of Shenzhou, there will be echoes, and the courage and blood will cover the Central Plains again."

The staff speaks without haste, this is the words from the heart.

Now that he is determined to surrender, he certainly hopes that the Central Plains can revive and rise.

"Yes..." The queen's eyes were red, and after a few murmurs, she said firmly:
"I want to go to the Western Regions and bring him home."

The ministers were silent.

What Gu Changan did was not for His Majesty, the king, but for the entire Chinese nation, but since His Majesty is sitting in the seat, it is an unquestionable mission to pick him up.

Xu Ting looked serious, and said in a deep voice:

"Then please, the Son of Heaven, immediately spread the news to the land of Shenzhou, and those who are willing to go to the Western Regions to fight against the barbarians, come to Chang'an as soon as possible."

The empress raised her head to calm her emotions. Today is the most painful day for her, and it is also a day when she will change her depression and rekindle her hope.

Seeing that no one was looking at him, the staff panicked and shouted:

"How can I, a Chinese nobleman, commit myself to the barbarians!!"

"Shenzhou Celestial Dynasty, the civilization is prosperous, the etiquette and enlightenment are superior to Banger; the barbarian country is vulgar, disdain to be loyal!"

"Besides, one must not forget one's roots. In the past, the Zhelan family was honored to accept the teachings of Tian Khan. It is time to serve the country."

He was in a state of panic. Once the Central Plains did not accept the surrender, the Lord would have nowhere to escape.

If Datang's attitude is tough, then try Beiliang and Youyan, but after all, in the heyday of Tang Dynasty, the Zhelan tribe was indeed a dog's leg, and now it is moral to surrender...

The ministers were astonished that this person was so shameless that he frequently abused himself as a barbarian.

These words dilute the sadness of Jinluandian.

"welcome."

A voice came from the throne.

The staff nodded their heads and kowtowed as if they were being amnesty.

Civil and military officials were filled with emotion, and Zhe Lansu's begging and surrender was too historic.

As the first member of the barbarian country to surrender to the Central Plains from the third rank, he will definitely hit the arrogance of the barbarians hard, and the spirit of Shenzhou will be high!

But all of this is because of Gu Changan.

Without the lonely brave man holding the torch high in the dark, Zhe Lansu is still the emperor of the Western Regions, and even marched to Yumen Pass, bringing disaster to the people of Beiliang!
"Preach my will and draw up an imperial edict!"

As soon as the Empress finished speaking, Pei Jingshu walked quickly into the Golden Luan Hall, holding a piece of letter paper in her hand.

She walked to Danchi and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Your Majesty, I saw the portrait man."

The female emperor's eyes froze, and the colored pigeons could fly thousands of miles across the Western Regions in three days. What Li Lian brought should be Gu Chang'an's recent situation.

are you OK?

"Read it." She seemed afraid to read it.

Pei Jingshu pursed her lips, and unfolded the rice paper. Except for a few creases, there were dense words on it.

"Your Majesty, I have seen Gu Changan."

The Golden Luan Hall was instantly quiet, and all the civil and military officials held their breaths and concentrated.

"He is very handsome, with clear eyes and a simple smile, just like a rich man from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River." Pei Jingshu whispered, and continued:

"However, he has gray hair and he's crazy."

The empress dug her fingernails into her palm until blood seeped out.

The ministers were sluggish.

are you crazy?
With tears in her eyes, Pei Jingshu choked up and said:
"He told the old man, I didn't run around, I was obediently guarding the house."

After a burst of grief, Liu Shang covered his face with both hands, clenched his teeth tightly, and tears flowed from his fingers like a spring.

The hearts of all civil and military officials twitched, and there was an urge to cover their ears tightly, not daring to listen any longer.

"He only stays awake for a short time when he sees peach blossoms, but the old body clearly sees his hideous and distorted face. It is too painful for him to wake up."

"He asked me if my country is safe? Is the people safe? I lied to him."

"But he said he was so sad, he only knows how to guard the house, and he can't save the people in the Central Plains."

The Empress felt her heart was stabbed, bleeding, numb from grief.

"He rambled on and on, saying that he wanted to commit suicide yesterday and that he would die tomorrow, but he didn't mention today."

"The old man knows that today he will still stand on the top of the city, guarding the territory like a sculpture."

"Tomorrow is a new today, he can't do everything."

"I really want to tell him that you have worked hard and you can take a good rest, but how can I have the face to say this?"

"He couldn't stay awake anymore and he told the old man to get out of his house."

Pei Jingshu's voice was like leaves trembling in the wind, trembling slightly and carrying a heavy meaning.

Even the staff had a sore nose and wiped their tears with their sleeves.

Gu Changan in his heart is a murderous demon, a cruel and terrifying monster, so strong that the sky collapses, and he can hold a sword against it.

But the current Gu Chang'an is crazy like a child.

Perhaps only by becoming a child can one be happy and carefree in the dark hell all the time.

"A plague knocked Gu Chang'an down. He obviously killed more than 1 barbarians, but why did the plague take the lives of his relatives in the city?"

Pei Jingshu turned her head away, but the plain words tortured her to pieces!
The Empress couldn't stop her tears, and supported the case with her palms, she couldn't imagine Gu Changan's despair.

"He smashed his soul into the territory of the Central Plains..." Xu Ting lowered his head tightly.

"There is a lonely city hanging in the desert. Every step the old man takes, he can step on severed limbs and heads. There are dense rotting corpses buried in the yellow sand. He has worked hard to clean them up, but after the barbarians die, waves come again. Endless."

"I heard from Zhitong that he used to see Brother Gu crying secretly, hiding in the cemetery and touching his parents' tombstones, saying that he was very tired."

"But ever since he went crazy, Brother Gu has been talking to himself all day long, so happy..."

Hearing Pei Daizhao's cry, the officials couldn't stand anymore, they squatted in the court hall and beat the white jade floor again and again.

Before this letter, although they were mourning, they were more excited and proud of the birth of an unrivaled hero in the Central Plains!
Such a selfish thought, they never seemed to think about it, would Gu Changan be willing to become a hero?
Behind the bloody battle, invincibility in the world, one person and one sword always sticking to the territory, is the exhaustion of a child from childhood to adulthood, and the helplessness of struggling in the abyss! !

Come back home!

take you home!

You can't bear any more, you should come to Chang'an and live the life you want.

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(End of this chapter)