Prime Minister take care

Chapter 51 Autumn Wind and Frost
Youzhou, Jicheng.

The autumn wind has not yet gone, the frost has hit early, and the entire Jicheng is immersed in an atmosphere of joy.

In the seventh month of autumn, Liang Hou Huanwu sent an army of 15 to attack You.

At the end of autumn and August, Liang Jun had captured Jicheng, the capital of Youzhou, which meant that the entire Yan region was already in Liang Jun's possession.

It's bitterly cold in Youzhou, so you don't have to continue fighting in the cold winter. This is a good thing for ordinary soldiers.If everything goes well, they will be able to receive their rewards and go home to see their wives and children before winter begins.

Outside Jicheng, a large army was encamped. It was noon at this time, and soldiers could be seen everywhere killing pigs and sheep, roasting fires and making soup.

Liang Jun had strict military discipline and was restrained by his generals, and did not cause harassment to the local people.

Different from the joy of the soldiers outside the city, the residence of General Zhengbei, the former residence of Jing Yun, is now filled with high-ranking generals and staff of the Liang Army.Their faces were dark, and most of them were silent.

Huan Wu stood in front of Jing Yun's desk, gently stroking the dust on it.The thick texture came through, and Huan Wu had no expression on his face.

Although the reputation of Marquis Huanwu of Liang spread throughout the world, when viewed up close, he was not that shocking. Instead, he was no different from an old farmer in the field.

His thick palms were covered with calluses, and his dark face was full of vicissitudes of life. Huan Wu was not tall, and his appearance was not outstanding. Only his eyes seemed to be burning with flames that would never go out.

There was a soft knock outside the door, and a young man walked in.

Unlike Huan Wu, this young man is tall and handsome.He walked behind Huan Wu and bowed.

"Marquis Liang!"

"Zongshi is here!"

This young man was a literary figure around Huan Wu. His name was Meng Qing and his courtesy name was Zong Shi.His official position is not high, but he is Huan Wu's close friend, and he will surely prosper in the future.

"I have two letters in front of me, take a look!"

Meng Qing took a glance and saw that the two letters on the table had been opened and placed on the table. There was a thick layer of dust around them, which was offset from the corners of the letters, leaving a small triangular clean area.Obviously these two letters have been here for a long time, and Marquis Liang has already read them.

"I obey my orders!"

Out of curiosity, Meng Qing bowed and picked up the two letters. The cover said: Prime Minister Yang Xianjing of Shu submitted a petition to General Jing Yunshu of Peking University!

Meng Qing's heart skipped a beat and he took out the letter.After a brief glance, his brows were already wrinkled. When he finished reading everything, Meng Qing exclaimed in his heart, and then he had many doubts, but his expression was as calm as before.

"Zong Shi is a young prodigy who calls himself a hero in the world, but only a few people can catch his eye. What do you think after reading these two letters today?"

"My lord has been fighting in the north and south for more than ten years, and has wiped out countless princes. The heroes of the past were sent to hell by the lord. Those who survive today are naturally no more than me."

"Hahaha!" Huan Wu laughed and turned around to look at Meng Qing, who lowered his head with a respectful expression. "Zong Shi has been fighting with me these days. He has become more and more calm, without the sharp edges of the past."

"Meng Lang, a young man from the Qing Dynasty, underestimated this worldly hero. Only when I saw these two letters today did I realize that what I said in the past made me laugh."

"Yang Xian can be considered the son of my old friend. What do you think of him?"

"My lord, if you want to achieve great things, this person must be killed!"

"Why?" Huan Wu asked.

"The strategy laid down by Master Wei is to use the land of Yan as bait to hang Jingyun's Youning cavalry. The land of Yan is prosperous, but for the Lord, it is just the icing on the cake. Jingyun, although handsome, Wu, looks like a woman inside. And Yang Xian's two letters directly aroused the anger and fighting spirit in Jing Yun's heart. Now Jing Yun has withdrawn to the bitter cold western Liaoning with You Ning's cavalry. If the lord goes on another expedition, what will he do? Then the soldiers will be resentful, and the journey will be difficult. Most of the morale and popular support will be lost before the battle. Yang Xian's two letters will at least postpone the lord's great cause of unifying the world for three years."

"Yes! Three years!"

Huan Wu sighed softly. He was already old. If he could capture Youzhou this time and obtain Jingyun's Youning cavalry, he would be confident that he could dominate the world within ten years.

And now, even if Liang Jun can achieve the results in the current strategic vision in three years, the situation in the world will inevitably change by then. It may take 15 or even 20 years to unify the world.

Huan Wu is old. How many decades can he have in his remaining days?
While I am in Huchen, my heart is facing Zhou Que.Su Jing has the festival of shepherding, Geng Di has the ambition to conquer the barbarians.The Huan thieves are greedy and violent, and are unable to satisfy their desires all over the world.When the emperor is in danger, how can the ministers help him?
"What a literary talent! If Jing Yun really imitates Su Jing and Geng Di, shepherding sheep on the grassland and singing songs on the grassland. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me, Huan Wu, to see the heroes of my Xia family riding in the Central Plains again!"

Huan Wu chuckled.This was not a letter, it was clearly a knife, piercing his chest fiercely, cutting off his hope of unifying the world in his lifetime.

Meng Qing always bowed to his side without saying a word.

Huan Wu's eyes turned from the letter to Meng Qing, and he thought to himself: Yang Xian should be killed, but should the kid in front of him be kept?

"Lord!"

There was an urgent cry from outside the hall, and Huan Wu's attention turned from his deep thoughts.

But among the generals, Lu Qingfei walked in with a young man who looked embarrassed.

"Why are you back? Where is Ziyu?"

With a cry of sorrow, Li Yu knelt on the ground, took out the piece of cloth from his arms, and handed it to Huan Wu.

"Li Yu, the son of Li Bi, who is engaged in the governance of Yizhou, is specially ordered by the Chief of Wei to present it to the Marquis of Liang. I hope that the Marquis of Liang will avenge the Chief of Wei and my father!"

"Doom?"

When Huan Wu heard this, he staggered and almost lost his footing.He took the blood-stained cloth strip, and the words on it were all written in blood, every word was shocking.

It has been several months since I said goodbye to God.Things in Yizhou were wasted, and he failed to make contributions to the Lord's government, and Wen Shi was ashamed.Now that I am in danger, I may not be able to see my lord alive.I wrote this with tears in my eyes, and said a few words of farewell, hoping that my lord would listen.

The princes in the world will kill him if they can, and Yang Xian must die.The one who will cause chaos in the world in the future will definitely be this person.

After Huan Wu read it, his heart ached.He clutched his chest and suddenly felt a sweet sensation in his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out on the spot.

"My lord, my lord!"

The generals and staff present immediately became confused and rushed forward.Meng Qing, who was nearest, supported Huan Wu and pinched his middle part with his hand.

But they saw Huan Wu slowly waking up, with a sad look in his eyes, and calling out sadly: "Ziyu, Ziyu! How could you leave me before our great cause is accomplished!"

With a roar, Huan Wu drew the sword from his waist.For a moment, the generals and staff surrounding him withdrew.Huan Wu wielded his sword and cut the table, pointed to the sky and swore: "The hatred of nine generations, today's great hatred. If any of my descendants of the Huan family are still alive, they must destroy the whole family of the Yang family. My son Yang Xian, if I don't crush your bones and spread your ashes, it will be difficult." Eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

(End of this chapter)