Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 564: Deliberate, too deliberate!

Only after having the children by his side did Xia Lin feel completely relieved. If the two children were left in Chang'an, given Li Yuan's unsteady stance, if anything went wrong and the fierce struggle for imperial power was so intense, it was likely that an accident would happen.

Xia Lin's first step was definitely to go to Nanjing to report, so at the fork in the road he asked Douyazi to take the children and follow the army back to Jiangnan, while he himself would take about 3,000 people back to Beijing to report.

As for why the rest of the people were not brought along, it was mainly because they were worried that some people in the capital would be scared. The confrontation with the Turks had already been recorded in history. In order to emphasize the might of the Central Plains, those awesome historians had even gone out of their way to write about it in great detail. Even the submission from the Ministry of War revealed a sense of exaggeration.

It almost turned into - Xia Daosheng's divine army descended from the sky, and the Turks fled in panic.

Fortunately, there is no sun in the lower right corner of Goguryeo at this moment, otherwise it would have to make up for the regret that there are only two suns in the East Asia region.

It would be very scary if such an army went directly to the capital, and it was a rule set by Xia Lin himself that the border troops would not return to the capital, so it was enough to bring 3,000 people with them as a token of his appreciation.

In early spring, the nine-story palace behind Tongji Gate was dyed red gold by the morning glow. Thirty-six golden-armored warriors beat the two-meter-tall Kui-patterned drums, and the sound waves shook the Vermillion Bird flag on the top of the city. Emperor Jingtai stood with his hands behind his back under the five-layer black umbrella. The twelve-chapter patterns on his imperial robes glowed darkly in the morning light. His eyes penetrated the wolf smoke that had not yet dissipated ten miles away, and suddenly saw blue clouds rising from the horizon - that was the light of the sky reflected by the three thousand black iron heavy armors.

In order to have enough pomp, Xia Lin tried his best to temporarily transform the heavy infantry into heavy cavalry. Because they had no training, their abilities were definitely not good, but they were very good at pretending. The three thousand heavy cavalry were majestic, and the moment the huge banner appeared from the end of the road and the horizon, the whole Jinling City became colorful.

The sound of horses' kicking broke the tranquility of the early morning. When Xia Lin rode his horse onto the suspension bridge over the moat, Emperor Jingtai actually walked quickly through the three layers of gilded ceremonial guards and reached out to grab the reins in Xia Lin's hand. This action beyond etiquette caused the elephant tablet in the hands of the Minister of Honglu Temple to fall to the ground with a bang, but the fingers of the 800 imperial army archers silently clasped the hanging knives of the crossbows.

"The Jingguan built with the skulls of the thirty-eight tribes of Mobei has washed away the humiliation of the Wei Dynasty, the grievances of the previous emperor, and the dark clouds in my heart." Emperor Jingtai shouted loudly: "Today, I will personally lead the horse for the general!"

Xia Lin quickly turned over and clasped his hands in a salute, but he lowered his voice and asked, "Where did you learn this from? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

"I have experts to guide me, so don't worry about it. Just do the whole show."

"I dare not ask Your Majesty to lead the horse. Your Majesty is leading the souls of the 862 Han men who died on the battlefield. Bring them home!"

Emperor Jingtai groaned, glanced at Xia Lin, and whispered, "You answered it quickly."

"Are you trying to trick me?"

"That's not true." Emperor Jingtai raised his head and suddenly shouted, "My fellow Han people, follow me home!"

At this time, the horn on the city wall blew out an ancient and vigorous sound, as if it had entered an ancient battlefield. The ups and downs of the tone seemed to be really summoning the souls of the soldiers who died on the battlefield. The entire Jinling City was coated with a layer of sad hue.

Led by the emperor and Xia Lin, three thousand "heavy cavalry" slowly entered the city. The Jinling Imperial Guards drooled when they saw the armor on these guys. You know, on the battlefield, the armor is the second life of the soldiers, and the armor on the new army is far superior to theirs. As the saying goes, the layman sees the excitement, while the expert sees the doorway. The common people can only think that these soldiers covered with armor are very cool and handsome, but only real soldiers know how strong the defensive ability of their armor is.

Three thousand horses marched in an orderly manner on the long street, almost like a parade, making a very long detour. The residents on both sides all leaned out to see what was going on.

"Hurry up and get in your broken car. This armor weighs more than 50 kilograms. I can hardly move."

"Can you do it?"

The two of them were whispering to each other as they walked down the street, leading their horses. Xia Lin was not polite to Emperor Jingtai at all, and Emperor Jingtai said with disdain, "You can't walk just a few steps. I was planning to reward you with a few Japanese slave girls."

"Stop it, I'm a civilian."

"You? You're a civil servant?" Emperor Jingtai didn't believe it, but seeing that Xia Lin's forehead was still sweating, he said, "I'll get in the car at the next intersection so that you can show off your power."

After the next intersection, Emperor Jingtai got on his dragon chariot, and Xia Lin could finally sit back on the horse and rest.

After turning the corner, there is a road facing the imperial palace. This road is about three miles long, and on both sides are rows of buildings that only the super-rich families in Jinling City can afford to live in. Countless people are waiting at the windows, hoping to catch a glimpse of the general returning in triumph.

Xia Lin had already covered himself tightly with a mask. Maybe it was an occupational disease or maybe it was an old habit that was hard to change, but he was not used to exposing himself to the public's sight.

But even so, the glittering armor and the dashing figure fascinated all the young girls and wives on the street.

It is also because of Xia Lin's influence that the entire Greater China region is now at its peak of literary prosperity. In addition to poetry and songs, all kinds of novels, picture books, and cihua books have appeared in advance and are being displayed crazily, just like the years when online novels were the most popular. Any content can be written, and gods, monsters, ghosts, talented men and beautiful women are naturally the best themes. And Confucius said that food and sex are also human nature. Naturally, among these guys who write for a living, a large number of players who specialize in the lower three roads will emerge, and eventually these things will be passed on to these young ladies and sisters-in-law.

There are movies like "The Fugitive General Deserves to Be Punished", "The Unreasonable Young Master and the Young Lady of a Noble Family", and "The Handsome Sima Falls in Love with an Ordinary Maid". Anyway, the quality is just like this, and the imagination is so big that the sisters love to watch them.

The young general in armor riding on the BMW from the Western Regions was exactly the most suitable candidate in their minds. As Xia Lin walked along the way, handkerchiefs and bouquets of flowers were thrown all over the upstairs, and the whole place was filled with makeup and flowers.

Xia Lin was so popular that Emperor Jingtai, who was sitting in the car, felt a little jealous. He himself did not receive such treatment when he went out. He thought that he was only seven or eight years older than Xia Daosheng, and his appearance was still extremely handsome, which was unmatched by ordinary people.

After much difficulty, Xia Lin finally entered the palace despite the fragrant smell of powder. She went through a set of formalities and then the meal started right away.

To be honest, people say that Emperor Jingtai was stingy, but that was only compared to his father. If he was compared to other emperors... I'm talking about Li Yuan. He was really too generous.

When Xia Lin returned triumphantly to Chang'an, Li Yuan also held a banquet, but he only entertained senior generals such as Xia Lin and Shan Xiongxin.

But Emperor Jingtai was different. He set up a buffet in the palace to reward the three armies.

All the soldiers who came with them had a banquet in the palace. Three hundred large tables were filled up in the square in front of the palace. The servants, led by the queen and a group of concubines and palace maids, were serving these rough men.

"You can. Ask the Queen to bring people to serve these soldiers."

"Fuck." Emperor Jingtai cursed.

"Did you swear? I don't care who you are, get off my gentle young master."

"Stop it." Emperor Jingtai glanced at the queen not far away with a gloomy face: "This bastard, she is having an affair with Li Mi."

Xia Lin was stunned and quickly widened his eyes: "I didn't hear anything, don't tell me."

"The Investigation Department found out that she had an affair with Li Mi, and she took me to see it with my own eyes that day in mid-spring."

"Don't make a fuss. To catch a thief, catch the dirty one; to catch an adulterer, catch both of them. Don't just listen to rumors."

Emperor Jingtai smiled coldly: "Li Mi was asked to hold it up, and you heard it from others."

Xia Lin leaned forward and lowered his voice and asked, "You didn't react at that time?"

"A great commander and a queen. They have no shame, and my face is gone too? Damn it." Emperor Jingtai was obviously angry and blushed. "It's not time to deal with this matter yet, so we can only leave it like this. Today you are returning victorious with your soldiers, don't even think about asking that bitch to serve the soldiers, even if you throw her to the soldiers to play with her today, what's the harm?"

"Wow...you are such a cruel person."

"Why don't you bring the remaining tens of thousands of people here? I might just give this bitch to these rough guys on a whim, so they know how fine the food the royal family eats is."

"Alright, alright, stop talking in anger." Xia Lin looked up and saw that people attending the banquet had arrived one after another. "Alright, control your emotions."

Emperor Jingtai quickly put on a smile and began to socialize normally.

Naturally, nothing would be discussed at the banquet. Even if someone wanted to pick a fight with Xia Lin, it wouldn't be now. His three thousand soldiers were eating and drinking outside. What good would it do to piss him off?
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone said a lot of meaningless nonsense, and then gradually dispersed. Xia Linben also stood up and prepared to say goodbye, but just as he was about to lead the troops back to the camp to rest, a young eunuch came up and whispered: "His Majesty asked you to go to the study to find him later."

"Ah."

Xia Lin agreed, and then returned to the camp with his elite cavalry. After working for more than an hour, Xia Lin, who had taken off his armor, taken a shower and changed into casual clothes, appeared at the small gate of the palace.

For many years, he had no restrictions on entering and leaving the palace. Even now, the guards of the palace are still soldiers from Fuliang, so he walked into the palace so openly.

(End of this chapter)